When assigned to paint a self-portrait for one of her art classes, my mother made this nightmarish collage. A serpent, fabric patterns, flames, and octopus arms swirl around fragmented black and white photographs of her face. The picture is so disturbing, I find it hard to look at. Nevertheless, the images prompted several poems in Secret Formulas & Techniques of the Masters (Brick Road Poetry Press).
- Waiting for 5:00
- Maroger’s Magic