Commissioned Art, In Time for Father's Day

The decision was made, I think, just after she was born. Or perhaps it was during that last trimester. Zoe would be our last. Two and out. And we've never regretted not having another: our family exhibits a perfect symmetry, mother, father, brother, sister. Father's Day seems like one of the stupider Hallmark holidays, because the gifts are there every day; still, it seemed like it might be time to do something special, for me and for the kids. Earlier this year I got to thinking that I'd like to find someone to create some art, something that would incorporate the three of us, me, Lucas, Zoe. A friend recommended a local artist, I talked to him and told him what I was looking for, and he came up with a rough version:

Ocean waves, and if you look closely...I dug it, circumstances led to its completion during this Father's Day week, and it the only thing left was to find a place to hang it. (Seriously, if you don't click on the hyperlink, you'll miss the best part.)