A relation to a child. Born. Unborn. Still born. To nurture life in all its forms with love and affection. The act of giving birth to creation. Creation - in the form of life, ideas, inspiration, manifestation. I believe we are ALL Mothers. Just in different forms, At different stages. So... Celebrate you. A living symbol of all creation. Celebrate all that you have created around all of those you created with, and honor those who created you.
This painting represents a sacred memory of when I felt my daughter kick me inside my womb for the first time. I remember, I was home, practicing prenatal yoga instructed from a VHS tape called, Yoga Mama. (Ha!) I was young and knew that I was pregnant, but didn't really KNOW until I felt her kick. I stopped mid-practice and sat in silence. Held my breath, anticipating another one. Another kick. Then I cried. Because, well, shit just got real. There was actual life growing inside me. And like a wave crashing onto a shoreline, I was consumed by the deepest of emotions. Fear, devotion and unconditional love.