NOTE: I drew this in mid 2005. It is one of several drawings I didn't upload because they were too personal. I explain here: [link]
I think this is the darkest picture I've ever drawn. The arm is mine, the flower my unconditional love. The hands are from her childhood, and the title doesn't refer to me.
I think maybe in retrospect I was putting the blame on the wrong thing. She probably just didn't love me any more, which isn't quite as impossible as I once thought!