As an artist, nothing is more frightening than the thought of losing my sight. This is what is happening to my mother. A fall in April meant my mother was destined to a sudden transition into permanent aged care with the backdrop of a global pandemic.
With this challenge came the lockdown of her facility in Kenmore, Brisbane. I was suddenly cut off from visiting her. I painted this piece during lockdown.
My initial intent for this piece was to convey my mother’s struggle to see people’s faces and the sense of isolation inherent in that. Lockdown introduced another dimension. Now, we could no longer “see” each other. Painting her became a way of being with her.