Ghosts and Glimpses: Through Your Eyes

I can see you looking back at me through my own face, a continuation. You exist in the relentlessness of my hands, in the way I don't give up when everything falls apart. You're gone, though you're everywhere: in my need for beauty, in my need to create, in this persistent drive that keeps me up editing images until dawn. You were who you were, and that's how I became who I am. This photo shows presence. Love transcends death. Children who carry their parents forward, even when we think we're travelling alone. You are the foundation of my life. You will remember me. I carry you forward.

This is one of my father's portraits with AI elements. I blended in Photoshop my father's photography with the image of the woman, created with AI. So the work is mixed media. It is a tribute to my father, who passed away on May 14, 1988

I notice that 14 is a very recurrent number in my life. Today, when I created this, is 14.