My mother lived with me for a while when she was suffering with Alzheimer's/dementia. She explained her illness once--she extended her right hand and said that names and memories were floating in the space just beyond her grasp. Several years after her death I dreamed that I saw her stuck in concrete up to her waist, wearing her raincoat. This has been in my head for about four years--time to let it go. This was painted with the iPad app, Procreate.
|Pansy, colored pencils on paper, 18x12|
Happy Mother's Day
This drawing began with one pansy; then it grew--had to add a sheet to the bottom. Planning. What's that?