Mother: “Motherhood – More Than a Walk in the Park”
For as long as I can remember, I dreamed of being someone’s mother. Admittedly, in my dreams that someone was always a baby. Never a tantrum-throwing toddler, or a surly, argumentative teenager. She was invariably a sweet, fragrant, perfectly pink, baby girl.
This excerpt is taken from the book “Dream Big”, where the artist makes a personal commentary on each of the paintings. To read the full commentaries, the book is available for purchase.