Alessandra Pagliuca - Mother

oil on canvas

A work that is particularly dear to me. My mother's hands, the hands of all mothers. The wrinkles of time and fatigue, of a thousand caresses with three daughters grown with strength and constancy. The rings that bears from all life. The nails once long and treated, today shortened by necessity. The bluish veins that transmitted to me too. Hands that I would recognize among thousands.