This is stunning. My first moment of perspective was from her firstborn. I saw him as delightedly participating in his mom's and siblings' Sunday jaunt, only unseen by them.
But not unfelt by Mom. Because she lives with his memory every single day. She never forgets about him, and his missing presence is acutely in her mind always. At first glance, her expression seems to show a look of peaceful pleasance. But when I look closer, I see a slight frown, so I assume she's thinking of him in that very moment, missing him, feeling the group is incomplete.
The rope between them just represents the unbreakable bond that keeps a mother and her deceased child together forever. It's a good thing that allows her to safely go on with her life. Contrarily, she could not do that very well if she thought she 'should' succeed in forgetting about him. A bereaved mother's biggest fear is that she will forget anything about him, most of all, his face and his scent.
My only 'complaint' is that the coffin seriously adds to the acute pain of the scene. This is a harsh reality, true. It makes for a very gritty reality. I'm not a bereaved parent, and it makes me a little uncomfortable. That probably says more about me than anyone else, and it's the artist's vision anyway, of course. I do wonder if the same emotion could be expressed another a way without a coffin, for an alternative version.
I saw this in the email from dA and had to come get a closer look. This is beautiful and sad yet heartwarming because she is moving on and still tending to the kids she has left despite the weight she carries. I also happened to notice the child on the casket appears to be the eldest of the three. That could make the story being told go in many different ways.
My TOP FAVOURITE!!! It has such a deep meaning... Really touching piece... But its TRULY sad... Hmmm... you have amazing skills... The colours and their faces are not that sad but it really makes me wanna cry... You are one of the most talented artist i have ever seen... Thank you for sharing your artworks with all of us!
She will carry the memories of him for the rest of her life. No matter if she has other two beautiful children to take care of now...surely they are her joy, but an invisible yet concrete link will always connect her to the child who was gone. And you can see that from the light shadow on her face: she carries on, she's happy and serene, but the memory is always there. No pain: that little angel is watching them, smiling...he will be there forever, watching and loving his mother and his his siblings, and protecting them.
Maybe I'm just seeing this piece in a completely different light, but I extract nothing reassuring or sweet or touching about this at all. It speaks to me of the anchor of grief and how it obscures and muddies all joy that comes after. As with all of this artist's work, it is incredibly well done. Perhaps some of you who think it reassuring or touching or something can explain? Are you thinking that she's carrying the memory of her dead child in a "good" way? I don't see it, if you do.