We are Texans
Plein air watercolor, painted while I was sitting on the concrete cross-legged a few years ago, in front of The Alamo in San Antonio de Bexar. Little kids came up and said, "Oh, an artist." I didn't know I was. Made me proud. I do know we are Texans. If you don't get it, then you're not Texan.
The red is the color of blood.