This work manifests the edge in a number of ways. First and most profoundly, it speaks of the ultimate threshold we all must cross. Then, for me, the act of painting was a step into and through a stage of grief and coming to terms: it had been a year since my mother passed from this place. Finally, I was and am pretty uncertain about whether “this is what we do”: are we to paint about the intimate, the taboo—about death and dying—and if so, how to undertake this communication and how is it to be received?