I still can't believe it, but it's true!



On Tuesday, it appeared on the fourth floor of the stairwell outside the painting studio. One of my friends saw it and called me. (Best phone call I've ever had, I think. )

There is some superficial damage to it... traces of paint (the kind that happens when you improperly store two canvases together) and some other paint smudges. And on the back bracer, something was written in a sharpie and then scribbled out. It's completely illegible, but it's the most upsetting because I don't know if it was a name or something... I'm convinced it was another art student who took at at this point.

I'm trying not to dwell on it, though. It's back, and that's what counts. I don't believe in miracles but it's pretty damn amazing that it was returned. Even though it is damaged, it's nothing I can't repaint.

But unfortunately it isn't all good news... one of my friend's paintings was stolen HOURS after mine was found. It was a finished piece, about four feet wide, that had been hanging in the hallway for months. I'm so upset for her; the injustice of it all is unreal. But we're certain whoever took hers is the same thief; I can only hope hers is returned in time too...

Thank you again to everyone who supported me when it first went missing; I cannot show my gratitude enough. I also can't express how ecstatic I am to have it back. Thank you all so, so much.

Have a fantastic day!!!