This piece is from my two-person Tangled Memories exhibit. The exhibit explored my experiences with my Dad's Early-Onset Alzheimer's. (He was diagnosed in his early 50's, when I was still a teenager, and died in 2000 at the age of 65).
They call Alzheimer's the funeral that never ends. It is true. As the disease progresses more of the person you love disappears. You continue to grieve as the person you know and love vacates. The familiarity and presence of his physical body betrays you, he is no longer there. He is an empty shell. And then death arrives, and he is free.
Size: (h x w)
Media: Digital composition on maple