I am always watching over my shoulder for that pesky Alzheimer's Disease that took my mother's brain to tea and never returned with it. I worry that I will inherit her fate and not remember that I am me, and worse yet, that I can make art. And so each day that I forget a word, a name, why I went down 2 flights of stairs into my studio to get...what? Why I started a sentence...and then...what was my point? I forget.
|I Must Be Crazy 22 x 8 Mixed Media|
This and other self portraits of 20 women will be in an upcoming group show at Maude Kerns Art Center opening next Friday.