This is finally finished. It went through many phases, but it was done from a plein air sketch that I did just before sunset one night last summer. It is a good thing for me to see often, because it reminds me of how blessed I am in this life. I was painting at this spot where there are always people fishing (for food, not for relaxation). There was this large Cambodian family there, and upon seeing me set up my paints, the grown up urged the many children to go watch the artist (and get out of their hair for a while). Why does everyone do this? I was a little annoyed, because many times I've had to babysit kids and I really didn't have much time to paint before the sunset. Anyway the kids stayed for a while and asked a million questions which I tried to answer patiently. They straggled off, all except one girl, 12 years old, who watched with such intensity, I thought, maybe she'd like to be an artist someday. So I stopped and talked to her about her future. Which turned out to be bleak. In two years, at age 14, her parents were sending her to care for her aging grandparents and living in Cambodia. When they pass away she has other older relatives that she's got to care for before she can come back. She accepted it with aplomb, but refused to let herself hope for a wonderful future for herself. Wow. No more belly-aching from me. I don't want to hear 'poor me' from any of my own children, either!