Hands down, my most beloved artwork. I was 30-something weeks pregnant when I created this beauty. This is a pure product of love and nothing but love. For my son.
As an intuitive artist, you often start with a dot and end with a beautiful finished product. I also like to keep my paintings open to interpretation. In this one, you can see, the red cloak represents blood. The pain (physical and mental) endured in labor is inexplicable. Although one cannot miss but notice the sense of calmness and contentment the woman has in her face while she holds her child, probably for the first time. The love is pure, it is real and it is deep. As real as it can get and as deep as it can be. Nothing can take this moment away from her.