mother

I don’t know why I need to draw this kind of sadness in life. When I read and see these kinds articles mostly the thoughts rises that I should draw them somehow. And I postpone most of time also with an intention that maybe the thoughts would go away.The pictures sit and wait on my table as if I owe something to them and when I eventually finish the drawings I feel released. While I was drawing this mother’s eyes such sadness in her eyes were too intense, I’ve been keep thinking what kind of person she was and now is… To lose own child is too painful even just only in a thought. How many changes occurred to her life since and is that possible the change can be positive in the end or not…… Can her wounds find a healing place…. It aches my heart. by the photo of missing american solider’s mother.