Update to the ominous painting from the dream.
Just began the portrait of my late mother, Ruth Ellen Cormier the other day. Sitting as she typically would, reading the paper at our old house in North Springfield, Virginia.
This is a drawing of my grandmother, my mom's mom I did in 95, after her death in 1994. It is to this day chock full of mysterious objects and happenings.
There are a host of strange coincidences between my grandmother, Katherine, Katherine, a girl I dated in the late 90s in high school whose mom happened to be schizophrenic, and my Katherine now. All three wore the exact same glasses, which you can't see here, but are those 60's style rimmed glasses you might see in a show like Mad Men. All three have the same first name, spelled the same way, and all three have or had Epilepsy.