So my parents purchased a vacation home down south. I have a love hate relationship with it...meaning when I'm down there I hate leaving and love EVERY stinking second. The love affair draws from, sunshine, warmth, breezes, pools, lack of responsibility, lack of cleaning and my lack of having to pay for it. Because I don't pay for it I shouldn't have an opinion right? Well being the oldest girl...wrong. That's all I have are opinions. So when my dad tells me he is going to make a canvas out of an old spring bar tent to staple on the wall as a canvas for me to do a southwestern mural, my creative mind thinks "Wow dad impressive" but my bossy mind thinks "are you freakin' crazy...you are going to ruin my haven!" So this piece was inspired by trying to ease my father's worried mind that his southern home isn't decorated southern enough. So Happy Fathers Day dad...I love you!
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