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 Amanda Demme. “Ivan,” (2013). 31 x 23 inches. Courtesy the artist.   Jaxon Demme. “Enter My Void,” (2013). Pen ink. 8 x 11 inches. Courtesy the artist.   Amanda Demme. “Violet,” (2013). 25 x 20 inches. Courtesy the artist.   Jaxon Demme. “Rumble,” (2013). Pen and paint. 8 x 11 inches. Courtesy the artist.  Amanda Demme. “Pearl,”  (2013). 25 x 20 inches. Courtesy the artist.   Jaxon Demme. “Perception,” (2013). CarDboard, glue, and ink. 11 x 14 inches. Courtesy the artist.   Amanda Demme. “Fat Boy,” (2012). 46 x 32 inches. Courtesy Obsolete, Venice.   Jaxon Demme. “Titty Moins,” (2013). Pen, paint, and paper. 17 x 9 inches. Courtesy the artist. [](#)[](#) Amanda & Jaxon Demme A Brief Dialogue Between Mother and Daughter Amanda: What’s the first thing you want to do when you move out? Jaxon: I want to buy a luxurious carpet. Amanda: How many times a day do you think about your dad? Jaxon: I rarely think about him, it’s too painful. I usually reminisce about “my life with him.” When I am in a state of chaotic solidarity, he’s like my invisible mute therapist. Amanda: What are the best and worst qualities you inherited from me? Jaxon: I tend to yell a lot, whether it’s out of anger or happiness. Amanda: When was the last time you cried? Jaxon: Last night. Amanda: Are you a feminist? Jaxon: Absolutely not. Amanda: What does your last name mean to you? Jaxon: Demme. Amanda: Would you trade places with me? Jaxon: I’m sorry, but no. I would despise having me as a child.