I like the word “suspend” and the many images that could be associated with it.
In November of last year I drew a similar picture while in a hospital waiting room. The idea of being suspended by a thread passing through the navel intrigued me. Sort of the second tie to life, with the umbilical cord being the first. However, once this tie is cut, it’s over…or the end of this is followed by the beginning of a new life, depending on your beliefs.
This time ’round I drew a hand above the suspended body, with the thread wrapped around the little finger.
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