This belongs to a series of painting that are based off the being in geometry class and your first crush.
The other titles include angles of teenage symphonies speak.
Remember Geometry class? The memories of teachers with muted faded striped shirts, bad hair, and silly jokes, sunshine lit classrooms, daydreaming staring at the tan linoleum. It all comes back in the abstract form of the Geometry Class series.

Here is an introduction of a fun and sophisticated look at past days into the infinite of color and form. To the innocent days of high school