Breakfast with my Dad 5x 7 Print
Every morning my dad would cut open a Ruby Red Grapefruit, bought from a fruit vendor off the side of the road. He’d eat it with a piece of buttered toast and a gas station coffee.
If I was lucky, he’d give me the second half and we would sit there eating, usually in silence or with little bits of conversation, our taste buds overwhelmed by the delectable juiciness of the fruit. Those grapefruits and moments with my dad are some of the most vivid in my mind.
This is a 5x7 numbered print on weighted paper of an original paper cut. It fits perfectly into a 5x7 frame.
Every morning my dad would cut open a Ruby Red Grapefruit, bought from a fruit vendor off the side of the road. He’d eat it with a piece of buttered toast and a gas station coffee.
If I was lucky, he’d give me the second half and we would sit there eating, usually in silence or with little bits of conversation, our taste buds overwhelmed by the delectable juiciness of the fruit. Those grapefruits and moments with my dad are some of the most vivid in my mind.
This is a 5x7 numbered print on weighted paper of an original paper cut. It fits perfectly into a 5x7 frame.
Every morning my dad would cut open a Ruby Red Grapefruit, bought from a fruit vendor off the side of the road. He’d eat it with a piece of buttered toast and a gas station coffee.
If I was lucky, he’d give me the second half and we would sit there eating, usually in silence or with little bits of conversation, our taste buds overwhelmed by the delectable juiciness of the fruit. Those grapefruits and moments with my dad are some of the most vivid in my mind.
This is a 5x7 numbered print on weighted paper of an original paper cut. It fits perfectly into a 5x7 frame.