The stories are developing.
A shell made its way to Portugal, and ended up in a fantastic hotel in Lisbon, called the Gallery House. A very lovely person who works there found the art, and it now has a home on her desk.
The art had special meaning to her. Her mother called her “Concha” which, in English, means shell. In an email to me she writes:
“Thank you for giving happiness to me”.
No more words are needed.
Found This Art 
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