Thinking about Rose

My thoughts are with my mother, Rose, today.  She died on a February 29th.  It seems quite appropos that she would leave us on a unique day and one that has a four-year cycle.

I didn't know her in the era of this photo, circa 1940's, Atlantic City, N.J., with my father, Tony, but I kinda wish I had.  There's something here that I think was hidden later on.

Dream of Rose Smoking collage

Mexican Rose Integration - Box Assemblage

Guadalupe Rose- Box Assemblage