Sunday, January 23, 2011

Whenever a cat walked by ...

In the early morning a few days ago I remembered something my mother once said and was suddenly struck by a connection with the picture I did of all the big cats in a cage.  My mother said that I would cry whenever a cat walked by my playpen.  I have no memory of being in a play pen but it sure reminds me of the cage I drew last week.  And I don't expect my mother investigated or did anything to prevent cats coming by me.  And I have to wonder if a cat ever came in with me and terrified me.  I would be trapped with a cat.  I am still afraid of being trapped -- by a cat or anything else scary like men.  In addition and perhaps even worse perhaps I learned in that play pen never to expect any help from my mother.


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