We discovered Lizzie in a small gift shop a short walk from home. I don’t remember what year it was, but it must have been shortly after we moved back from a decade of living across the city. We were still rediscovering our old Park Avenue neighborhood.
Lizzie hung on the wall in our front hall, above a small desk. I photographed her in May 2005. (I was photographing everything that month, trying to learn all the options on my new camera.)
We have another artwork hanging there, now. I’ll probably photograph that painting for one of my Wordless Wednesday posts.
For now, Lizzie is sitting on one of the dining room bookshelves, safe from the cats, waiting for her new spot on the living room wall.
