05/'03 Pen and Ink, gouache, pencil
This image was begun for the Epilogue Forum anti-cliche contest. My rebellion against scantily clad chainmail-bikini bimbettes with huge volumes of hair flowing in the wind, and swords held high on the mountaintop... This is a mother and daughter portrait of two strong women. Imagine being brought up by a warrior-woman. The mother is a stern unyielding figure, like the tower that stands behind her. She is gone, all that remains is this statue in the garden, of cold alabaster. The daughter reaches out for her mother's touch. She is softer, like a rose, but with thorns: a warrior in her own right, owing all to her mother. Behind her the roses climb the walls of the garden. Now I am eaten up with symbolism in my illustrations. Make all the connections you want - a lot of thought went into this picture, including the huge horse's rump dominating the foreground. I challange you to find your own symbolism or meaning in this piece.