This is a true story about a starfish I found after a storm. It was a beautiful orange, not moving. I placed it back in the water and saw no signs of life. I took it home with me and placed it in the sun to dry out. To my horror I discovered the tiny feet moving when I checked on it later. I rushed it back to the ocean. Immediately all of the legs detached from the body. I know that these creatures grow their legs back so I was hopeful. The painting is in honor of the starfish’s ascension or evolvement.