A Fire Of Love

My brother passed away all of a sudden and I was not prepared for this. I bid him farewell as the final grains of sand fell on his body which he would never shake away. I came home, picked my brush and knife and painted a fire - A Fire Of Love. I wanted the flames of this fire to reach the topmost ceilings of heaven, blacken the skies and return back if possible what had been stolen from me. This painting is made in dedication to spouse's of artists who encourage, give freedom and allow creative wings to spread wide and far