This is a photograph I took soon after my mothers’ death to express my grief. I have reworked it since it was posted on my old account. I used to take her out into the garden in her wheelchair, then sit and have afternoon tea with her in the swing seat while our guinea pigs and cats scampered around.
Please note that when I use winged humanoids in my art it is not in any way a reference to angels or the Christian religion. It is referencing the shape shifting abilities of the Tuatha De Danaan. For example, The Morrígan who takes the form of a crow as well as other creatures; or the flock of birds that transformed into a troop of warriors before Conaire Mór and placed the geas (personal taboo) upon him not to hunt birds.
In this work they represent my wish to take flight from all the pain and grief of this world and join my mother in the otherworld.