This painting was in my grandparent’s attic for 20 years or more. My Aunt Lynne painted it. I took it home and looked at it for many years wondering about it. One day in my studio I had the urge to rip it off the frame and continue the story that it was telling me. My grandparents lived on Piedmont Street in Waterbury Ct. this is now the story of what I felt when I hunted for treasures in their attic.
