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Blues for Mama

30” x 40” Graphite drawing on Acid Free Illustration Board

I will miss this very “look” the look that confirmed she was very proud of my artistic achievements but more than that, she was proud of the man I’ve become. I will miss, the love she had for my little boy Ean, he was so special to her and gave her a chance to see life again from the eyes of a child, where all things are possible and fantasies become real once more. I will miss the special relationship that can only be achieved between a son and his mother, the trust and un-judgmental faith we had in each other. I will miss her gentle nature, a kind, positive woman who lived by the basic code of loving her fellow humans.

About the drawing:

Three weeks after her death I started this drawing; it’s been an emotional roller coaster of unimagined lows and highs. When her first eye was completed I felt her presence, when the face was finished it almost knocked me over with grief and yet there was the reassurance of her watching over me, sitting on my shoulder. The background was unyielding in its symbolism and intensity, the flowers that she always wanted me to draw but never got around to, patterns her blouse. The rose silhouettes carved in the aging stonewall, speak of a commemorative wall of ageless markings, and finally the moon filled with personal symbolism addressing amongst other things birth, life, death…and rebirth. My hope that this drawing would be cathartic was not to be, but now that this is completed maybe I will attain some inner peace, after all she still sits on that shoulder.

PS thank you all for watching this wip, I appreciate all the kind comments and especially the great questions. It took a long time, but there were no short cuts.

Description
Blues for Mama

30” x 40” Graphite drawing on Acid Free Illustration Board

I will miss this very “look” the look that confirmed she was very proud of my artistic achievements but more than that, she was proud of the man I’ve become. I will miss, the love she had for my little boy Ean, he was so special to her and gave her a chance to see life again from the eyes of a child, where all things are possible and fantasies become real once more. I will miss the special relationship that can only be achieved between a son and his mother, the trust and un-judgmental faith we had in each other. I will miss her gentle nature, a kind, positive woman who lived by the basic code of loving her fellow humans.

About the drawing:

Three weeks after her death I started this drawing; it’s been an emotional roller coaster of unimagined lows and highs. When her first eye was completed I felt her presence, when the face was finished it almost knocked me over with grief and yet there was the reassurance of her watching over me, sitting on my shoulder. The background was unyielding in its symbolism and intensity, the flowers that she always wanted me to draw but never got around to, patterns her blouse. The rose silhouettes carved in the aging stonewall, speak of a commemorative wall of ageless markings, and finally the moon filled with personal symbolism addressing amongst other things birth, life, death…and rebirth. My hope that this drawing would be cathartic was not to be, but now that this is completed maybe I will attain some inner peace, after all she still sits on that shoulder.

PS thank you all for watching this wip, I appreciate all the kind comments and especially the great questions. It took a long time, but there were no short cuts.