Hardly a more sacred and deeply biological and spiritual bond can be found in nature than a mother-child relationship.

The epic amount of trust children place in their mothers is a thing to be admired in awe, wonder, admiration - and fear.

This photo is nothing short of a renaissance era painting worthy of Michelangelo. In this case, it could be considered the Anti-Pieta.

The Pieta, a statue so deeply emotionally moving in its depiction of a mother's profound suffering. She sits, cradling the body of her dead son, as she looks down in the numbness of mourning and transcendence - and that moment captured and frozen in time by the sculptor.

So too does this image capture profound suffering. But this time it is the child suffering. The potential for a deeper understanding of the human condition is confounded by the look of utter glee and self-righteousness in the eyes of the mother. Her Munchausian grimace captured for all to see - for eternity. The utter perversion of the mother-child bond captured in its sublime perfection.

Has there ever been a more profound juxtaposition of imagery? Arguably yes, but one dares the observer to produce such an image.

Hardly a more sacred and deeply biological and spiritual bond can be found in nature than a mother-child relationship.

The epic amount of trust children place in their mothers is a thing to be admired in awe, wonder, admiration - and fear.

This photo is nothing short of a renaissance era painting worthy of Michelangelo. In this case, it could be considered the Anti-Pieta.

The Pieta, a statue so deeply emotionally moving in its depiction of a mother's profound suffering. She sits, cradling the body of her dead son, as she looks down in the numbness of mourning and transcendence - and that moment captured and frozen in time by the sculptor.

So too does this image capture profound suffering. But this time it is the child suffering. The potential for a deeper understanding of the human condition is confounded by the look of utter glee and self-righteousness in the eyes of the mother. Her Munchausian grimace captured for all to see - for eternity. The utter perversion of the mother-child bond captured in its sublime perfection.

Has there ever been a more profound juxtaposition of imagery? Arguably yes, but one dares the observer to produce such an image.