This is untitled, and not really paradise, unless you believe in life after death. This is really a celebration of not creating for the market.
The story goes like this:
One day, on Facebook, I was lamenting that I had no ideas for a new picture. My cousin wrote “Draw what’s outside your window”.
Sometime later, my partner’s sister-in-law was mentioning that post. I told her the only thing outside my window was the Long Island Expressway, and a graveyard. To which Tara replied, “I would think a graveyard would be a great thing to draw! With all those statues and shapes of headstones!”.
Well, my reaction was (silently), no one is going to buy a picture of a graveyard. So, I didn’t do it.