Hi, and welcome to the world of H. R. Giger, if you can't find at least 20 of the following in the next 5 minutes and 2 seconds you fail at Freudian art appreciation: penis, vagina, anus, breast, fetus, gun.
Giger always gets five stars, but this was informative. I did not know that his mom was part of the creative process; I suspected she was all along, just in one of those scizofrenic "DO YOU LIKE THIS MOM!? ARE YOU SEEING THIS!? AM I A BAD BOY FOR CREATING THIS!?" kind of ways.