When I was growing up, my mother's pet name for me was "Variety." It all started because I did not wish to wear my seatbelt, because I did not like the color. She asked me if I thought seatbelts come in a variety of colors? Since then, she would call me that (think of it with a southern accent - vah-rye-et-tea). I think of this drawing as a colorful self-portrait.
Anyway, hope she likes it. Love you mom.
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