SYMBIOSIS

Two sisters are leading each other like "zombies". They are attached to each other, with two arms each and although one is trying to walk away, the arms of each girl are part of the

others The fragmented strokes of paint put together on the left side of the painting is a portrait of Mother for me, like a collage. I made it from portraits of the many women in my life who have nurtured me.

The figure of me becomes that of three heads on one body, a blue one for my Father’s favorite color, a gold one for the sponged gold balls that we put on the plastered stucco study wall together, which horrified my Mother. But, we thought it looked beautiful!.

My magnificent, new dining room table is being ruined by a woman. She is digging a hole in it. I try to get the attention of the people around to get her to stop, but no one will listen

Cells divide and also fuse like the image of the symbiosis.

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