My father went and bought this giant easel for me, just because yesterday I told him I hate how I spend hours sitting and need an easel.
Due to smaller complications from past heart surgery (cardiac ablation), I can't do long sitting positions because it numbs my right leg and causes bad pain afterwards. Sometimes for days. My father knows this and to ease my pain he bought this easel so I can do my art standing up whenever I paint on canvases ♥
I love my father. He's been one of the greatest supports since I started painting. Always trying to make me better and stronger in everything I do. Always been there for every surgery I've gone through since birth. And I'm proud to be his daughter ♥