Acrylic on Linen
Here we examine the insurmountable pile of baggage women are born with. That pile only grows with life’s traumas. The young girl here is tied to each piece with puppet strings, around her neck. She cannot run away from her baggage for fear of strangulation. And that baggage, through its puppet strings, colors every future experience she will have. How much more will be added to the pile by the time she earns her halo?