This painting is about the earth. It is so because the earth is the place that welcomes all of us when we are unable to stand, or walk. When we have a problem with our balance, the earth is there to protect us, and will guide us through the recovery of our right senses, and of our conscious life.

In Black Bough, a fragile, doll-like figure is caught in the liminal moment between collapse and resurgence. She sprawls across an icy expanse, her limbs bent and twisted in the agonizing attempt to rise — yet she remains tethered to the cold ground beneath her.