The History of the black and female body in western art remains gloriously disruptive. The tantalizing nature of the gaze turns the mundane into the erotic, into the fetish, into the grotesque. My mother, whom I have photographed is the Venus of Dolní Věstonice. She is the archetype of womanhood; she is full, buxom, beautiful and enduring. She is the rescued and reclaimed representation we have of the prehistoric 'Mother'. She is the only Mother I will know
