INSPIRATION 

What if my father would touch me, asks Jacob. In planning his deception, it is not love for his father, nor respect for his age that drives his hesitation; rather, it is the fear to be found out.
 
Covering his arm with the hide of a kid, pretending to be that which he is not, Jacob is now ready for the last moment he is going to have with his father.
 
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If not the First Born son, I might as well be a bastard; and so, in my quest for legitimacy, I knew I had to betray my brother. I had to fool my father. What I failed to foresee was the weight of regret; something that, to my astonishment, grows heavier and more burdensome now, with every passing year.

 TITLE:

What If My Father Would Touch Me?

 MEDIUM:

Ceramic

 DIMENSIONS:

12"x12"x16"

 DATED:

2000
 

 Uvi Art Gallery