In pre-columbian times skeletons represented rebirth.
For me, they have been ever present with the music of the Grateful Dead, my favourite band since my early teens and the soundtrack to my life.
They surfaced in my art during the pandemic as a voice for enduring love and life.
A symbol of humankind, not dead, just really really naked.
No gender, no race, no political affiliation, just simply and beautifully human. Enjoy.