a museum in his pocket…

The title of this post was a story told to me by my father. Louis Rosenthal was walking around downtown Baltimore with his young son. A man stopped to greet Louis & said to Louis’s son, “Your father walks around with a museum in his pocket” I love that my own son has a drive…

and all I had was my iPhone

I, being the perfect daughter (dripping sarcasm, i write), visited with my mother (i am blessed) on Mother’s day. No camera, only iPhone (Ggrrr). I should know by now that I should never go home…(oops) to my parent’s house, without my (damn) camera. My mom made this piece of art (that I left behind 😦…

www.louisrosenthalmuseam.org/

www.louisrosenthalmuseam.org/

He was famous in his day, had money in his day, until the Great Depression. Art is the first thing to go. So in that, he & I are alike.
My daughter, I believe picked up his talent for things small.