Who can see if their life path is too hard or too narrow, or even too shallow, without some length of days to look back on. Perspective? I look at mine of the last decade and see faded roses, a way made difficult to keep any focus on the brightness. Lost hopes, lost people, lost purpose. My natural inclination is to faith and optimism, but … eventually, apathy. I love reading The Narrow Way, by Anne Bronte, thinking of my own struggles, both external and internal. She was able to hang on to hope and faith, or at least find them again. This piece is my struggle to hang on to my own hope and faith, acknowledgement of the twists in my path and my hope that I too, can grasp the thorns and continually arm myself for the fight.
|Artist/Creator||Deb Parsons Menke|
|Place of Publication||Helena, MT|
|Author of Text/Poet||Anne Bronte|
|Medium/ Materials||Broadside on paper; watercolor, pencil, brushes and Mitchel nibs.|
|Dimensions (WxH) or (WxHxD)||19 x 26 inches|