This painting, which belongs to my step-mother, hangs in their living room. Unfortunately I was never able to ask her about it…where it came from, why she liked it, and why it is hanging in her living room. Her Alzheimer’s is far too advanced for that. My dad doesn’t really seem to know either. But there it hangs, above the television and the Book of Mormon.
.Do you suppose this was a test of strength and endurance for braves? A hunting ritual? Native American S & M? .