Finally, she is in my possession. Never thought it is going to be this huuuuuuuu—–uge! Now, how do I pack thee?
Safe travel later, baby. I hope you won’t get crushed in a few hours because I am about to detached you from your throne of fine wood frame and roll you inside my suitcase. It will break my heart, I am sure. But that’s the only way to go.
Before I forget, thanks a million to my beach babe/artist. ‘Til We see each other again. Or shall I say, ’til our next commissioned painting. 🙂 Nice doing business with you, dear cousin.