Nick Cave certainly has seen his share of tragedy. Two sons lost in seven years. I can't imagine.
That last rose picture is terrifying. Maybe it's just my perverted mind but it seems a riff on the old vagina dentata nightmare...
We've had an oddly optimistic year here. Last year at this time my mother was in the hospital suffering from infections and seizures, unable to talk and unwilling to eat. All the doctors were saying there's not much we can do, make sure her paperwork is in order. But it was amazing how she started to recover once they took her off the medications that were supposed to make her better. Eventually she was able to get out of bed. She had to use a walker or a cane for a while, but stubbornly refused to when no one was looking. Last week she mowed the lawn by herself!
So all beauty must die, sure, but we don't have to rush it along. Sometimes it'll surprise us by sticking around. (And after all, these lovely minutes will always exist, in the past.)
I think I only knew about one son. Poor man.
Well, an equally perverted mind just Googled it, even though she understood what it meant, so there xD I thought of that too, honestly. Kinda thought of the flower/mother in Pink Floyd's The Wall.
Your mother is astonishing. She definitely seems to have that force of life in her, that special energy. I'm really glad she turned around (because I do think in many of these situations, who you are and what drives you plays an important role in recovery). So, I'm so so happy for all of you <3
Otherwise, you are well, I hope? Missing your images and words around here.
What a lovely way to describe it. Yes. There's something exhilarating about kicking death in the ass.