Ghost Child; oil on canvas/ 36 x 48 / Montana Black
Quietly turning the back door key
Stepping outside she is free…
This is a portrait of my mother after her passing. She was abused and neglected as a child., and this is my attempt to envision her finally breaking free from the hurt and deep emotional pain she always carried with her in life. The skyscape postcard on the lower left is there to suggest a way out into the Mojave. To me the desert is a very healing place…especially the Mojave – silent, vast, beautiful. The socks are intended to give the impression of things that concern home, family and childhood. The marbles are also a refer to children. The cardinals are my mother and also a kind of angelic presence watching and guiding souls on their journeys through this plane of existence. I believe my mother is at peace and is on to new and, I hope, happier adventures.
Partial lyric from “She’s Leaving Home” by John Lennon and Paul McCartney