fier

The love for one’s own daughter is all-consuming. The same goes for the fear not to be able to protect a daughter at all times. The painting “Fier” shows the connection between a mother and a daughter quite literally. This becomes most obvious in the “shared hair” reaching from the mother over the daughters head and far above the edges of the painting into the “outside”. Entangled, bound, united, together in flow. Grown up, shrouded in love, bathing in joy the daughter shares a fate more liberated than the mothers.

This way the text confronts both childhoods in three sequences of sentences: The mothers childhood, the daughters childhood. A stifled laugh, a lively laugh. A heart obscured; a heart wide open. The love for the own child can be rescuing and giving a “bath in joy”.