Artwork Description:
Mother
The lyric. . .
How should a mother feel about her child? Her children? Ive heard it is a bond from cradle to grave. A bond so strong that there are not words to describe it, yet it makes me want to try. If only life were as simple as
holding you near. Keeping the darkness at bay. Keeping the closet closed and the night light ever bright. . . As the years melt away and my senses are somewhat numbed by a
lifetime of giving, I can look upon these strangers that I once held to breast and set fo rth to describe that historic bond. A bond that crossestime and heals all wounds, the bond that makes me feel. Alas there is
only one way to describe it, to understand it, to feel it, and that is simply to be called it,
mother.
- A painted personality