Paris Breakfast
When I got the idea for this painting, I was pregnant with my first son. I was dreaming of a trip to Paris, but it was not the time to go. By the time I finished the painting, my son was eight years old. I still haven’t gone to Paris, but I can look at this painting and dream about it.
Balcony view
I'd eat this, then go shopping.
Close-up on the shadows
Source photo, found online. The low-res image required me to use more imagination.

