Sunday, April 14, 2013
Couple in Love 2006
They raised their children, created a beautiful home, and seemed in love, giving credit to the very foreign idea, to us, of making a relationship work that wasn't initially based on love. Then the bad news: he was diagnosed with cancer. At first it looked good, surgery and chemo, and he seemed to be recovering. We sighed with relief. A few years went by, all was good, their son married and had two beautiful grandchildren, but then, the cancer came back. All that could be done was done, but, too late. The cancer spread, and after a period of time, he died. She was left a widow, bearing her loss with great dignity and respect. We mourned for both of them.
Her body is made up of a beautiful tree house he had built on their property for their children. His body is made up of sticks and twigs, dried and broken, and rusted spring coils--all metaphors for the cancer. When I did the piece, I wasn't aware of where I was going, just that I was building the image using what I had at hand. When I was finished, looking at it, I suddenly realized what I had done: all the way from the pink of the woman and the blue of the man--I had made a portrait that was a snapshot in time, of their love, of his condition, and of her being the one that housed the relationship.