This is a portrait of my sister and I as kids. I painted the original about 12 years ago and decided to revisit the piece after all this time. It somehow felt appropriate since recently I’ve sort-of been struggling with all the changes happening in my life, and the black and white faces now represent the childhood that’s behind me. My parents recently sold our family home where tulips were the first perennials to bloom in the garden every year. The tulips in this painting droop and curl, representing the impermanence of things. It’s been hard leaving the house we were raised in, which had been my home base for my whole life, but that’s life… and I can keep the tulips blooming on my canvas.