I did this piece a couple years ago and hung onto it for many reasons. I'm sending it off to Sundance this week with some others as they want more and after a time, some pieces just seem ready to be let go and live a new life with someone else.
As often happens, the piece has taken on new meanings for me since the death of my mother. I have often painted things that years later come to fruition, or help me realize my subconscious knew something was coming long before my conscious did.
While this piece was about floating, freedom, belief and more, today when I look at it I see the current state of affairs...a sense I am here, but seeing things from above, on my back, hanging on to the magic in life, one wing to help me fly and see the beauty in a world upside down where the clouds have now become trees.
