Horses

These horses were a cathartic outpouring. In 1988 I escaped a tortured marriage with two small children in tow. Eight years post trauma I gained enough self esteem, distance and calm to express the silent suffering before and after the escape. The challenging events around single parenting coupled with my natural mother’s accidental death in 1995, unleashed an emotional watershed. These drawings mark my stages of liberation from the sobering recognition that the abuse will not stop unless I change, to remembering who I once was, and finally blazing my own trail. These drawings are in support of single mothers and abused women who want to liberate and self-actualize.