My Coffee Cup

Here's a small painting (acrylic on canvas) I found lying around the art studio. This was a coffee cup I used to use ALL the time. Maybe it was the yellow stripes. When I got a new studio, it migrated there and it became a silent sentry in the shadows.

One day I saw it in a greenish morning light so I tried to capture it. The small canvas felt right and so here it is. I think a part of art is to share the experience of living, of looking, and here is me looking at my old coffee cup with nostalgia.