07/11/2026
It was ALMOST a disaster. I spent a week agonizing over finishing this rabbit painting only to realize it was upside down. Upside down how? The painting is actually on a door for a trunk my mom gave me as a teen. The hardware that holds it together has a specific configuration that cannot be switched. The handle on top, I thought, couldn’t be removed but my handy dandy engineering genius husband apparently knows every kind of screw system there is and quickly rescued me from despair. It no longer has a handle and functions now as the side table it was always meant to be.
