Acrylic, oil pastel and color pencil on nautical map. The Broken Islands are visible at the center of the left nose.
This is where I paint out the worry over my son's recovery. In the process, I took a break to sit in the neighborhood park. While there I collected three oak leaves that looked, to me, like his lips, swollen and broken, shielding the wreck inside. Drawn against the map, they too look like broken islands.
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