On March 6th, 2004, after a totally normal second pregnancy with zero complications – my son suffered an umbilical cord collapse at 38 weeks and died in utero. He was born in a totally quiet, somber delivery room and arrived sleeping in a silent room.It was so hard to believe he would never wake up. His fingers and toes were perfect. In fact, he looked perfect in every way.The red around the baby in the painting and in the umbilical cord is the oxygen, blood, and life. The black represents the death that ultimately crept in.This is an acrylic painting done on an 11×14-inch canvas, the sides are painted black.
