Mother's Vase, Graphite Pencil, 9.5 X 6.5
August 13, 2012 One of my childhood memories is “Mother’s Vase”. I have no idea when or where my mother might have found this red and black vase. I remember as a young child I hated the black snake. If the vase was in a room where I was spending some time, I would turn the head of the snake so I could not see it, thus allowing me to pretend it was a rope. Even though snakes are still on my “near panic list”, I have become quite attached to mother’s vase.