story people

When my sister first moved back to the east coast from California, we went out to her new house, and after spending the whole day unpacking and trying to organize (we were not done, just done for the day) we decided to go out to the mall. 

Well, her mall is not just any mall, its the King of Prussia mall, which means that sometimes, we have to get in the car to go to the other side of the mall because its WAY too big.  Let me just interject myself and add that this mall is all but 5 MINUTES from her house. 

There is a point to this story.

Other then the fact that we went to the mall.

Because if that was the only point to the story, I need to get a life.

I may need to get a life anyway, but thats another story.

Okay, back to the original point to this story.

There was the cutest little store there, that I ended up staying in for a  l-o-n-g time, for I discovered something that I had never seen before. I discovered that artwork of Brian Andreas.

I instantly feel in love with it, for it was unusual, and intriguing, and thought provoking, and you couldn't leave it until you saw every print and read every word.  At least twice.  And I picked the one I was going to buy when I had the extra $30 to buy one.

But....

And then I forgot about him.  

Until we went on vacation 11 years later.

For we went into the cutest little shop in Hyannis, and they had a Brian Andreas corner!! Instantly, I ran to it, and went through all of his prints again.

At least twice.  

And shared my favorites with Chloe.

Here is a pictures of one that we all agreed was a great one.

So I thought I would share.  For all of you who have never heard of him.   And maybe you, too, will enjoy his complex simplicity, his unusual outlook, but his thought provoking comments.