Oil on Linen
91 x 111 cm
NOT FOR SALE
Elizabeth and Her Feathers is a portrait of my mother, a fabulously beautiful woman, who today flew to the moon no longer scarred and in excruciating pain accompanied by the wafting feathers of Hercules, her scarlet macaw friend of decades. As one can see from the photograph below, we were madly in love from the beginning. February 12, 2001.