The story of this drawing is a good argument for keeping my art organized. It's one of my favorite pieces, but it was almost forgotten.
I drew it at my parents' house. My dad fell in love, so I got a print made. It ended up in their living room, in an old ornate gold frame.
If that hadn't happened, it'd just be gathering digital dust on my computer.
I forget about my art as I make it. There's just too much. Even the great pieces are ignored!
But this one was lucky, so it gets to be my favorite drawing.
Have some neat stories about a piece of art? Put it in the comments!