From a few nights ago, our first blue moon since 1974, (the year I was born). I felt compelled to paint a painting and wonder about how things were for my birth mother back then when I was a tiny newborn.
I found this unfinished piece of writing a few months ago that I wrote back in 2008. It was something that just came to me when I was in the studio working on a personal series of work at the time titled Chromosome 9. I added to it recently and My Ghost might put a bit of the words into perspective.. its still a work in progress though..
