Gotta go, she says.

And this is why I love NYC. The people.

This is our friend, Gal. I admit I probably added another ten years to her age in this painting, but it's still Gal. And she just had that LOOK. That Manhattan-intense-focus-of-I-love-you-but-I'm-on-to-the-next-event-in-my-life-gotta-go-NOW look. I think the colors I've used are just right, just perfect for this manhattan mixed breed treasure who is on The Move.

Gal's mother is from Bahia, in Brazil -- ay yi yi. "Ma-MAI" is full of life and chat and music and movement and energy. And her father is from Israel. He is slow to smile, steady, cool, serious. So Gal speaks Portuguese at home and spends summers months in the Sinai. Life is complicated, eenh?

She recently visited the Dead Sea and her mother made sure to send me back a tube of Ahava, an aromatic, creamy mud masque made from the mineral-laden sands of said body of water. Eeet is niiiice, Vee-toria, you muss try eeet.

No indication of sea scrolls residue. I am waiting until the perfect moment to use it.....when, perhaps, I have lost complete faith in the ability of my face to be restored to its youthful glory? Yes, perhaps then. I wait.

Thank you Gal, and thank you, Mamai.

4"x6' ink and watercolor on paper.

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