My Mom

My mother had brain surgery when I was a child. Afterwards she had a shaved head and scars that ran on the right side of her head, from the top of her ear, behind and around. She had a cut on the left of her neck. It looked like a question mark. I remember the first time I walked into the hospital room and saw her... I was apx 8-9 at the time. After the surgery every now and then she would have me feel her scars, I remember running my fingers over them and thinking that it felt like a california freeway. Or at least what I envisioned one to look like if you could touch it from the clouds. Every now and then a stitch would become loose and start to fall out. They were tiny and black.

This is a piece I created. It's my mothers head.