I always feel a bit lost when a piece of my work is purchased. I find myself wondering who’s hands will open up the package when it is delivered, what kind of hands are they? are they hands that have lived and would tell a thousand stories are they hard and worn are they soft… what else have they held? Who is this person that wants to look at this story? The story that was created in my mind and then painted onto board. Farewell ‘Show Me’.