Hands Tell

I was inspired by this picture of a woman's hands. The way she holds her collar. You can see the years of her life worn by her hands.

I look at my hands and I see my grandmother and mother. My middle finger on my right hand gently curves to the right, just as my grandmother's did. My fingers are short and fleshy just as my mothers are today.

The wrinkled paper is worn by gold paint and black crayon.
The window symbolizes the looking into a person that is possible when look at someone's hands.