A piece dedicated to our first baby. It seems so simple at first glance but the quiet stroke represents growth, adjustment, and an endless love. Our baby was born with a birthmark, a perfect tiny thumbprint given to us as a reminder. As they have grown, the birthmark has stayed the same size, its relative size on their little body a sometimes painful reminder of the passage of time. The days are long, but the years are so incredibly short. Our baby will always be our baby, from birth until death, and this tiny stroke on a broad canvas represents that.