An old series of drawings from another time and another life. I'm pulling these down tonight (just decided that right then). Not sure why, but for some reason I don't want them up anymore. I guess it makes sense because they are a part of a story that no longer needs to be told. And putting them away I realise that not so long ago I'd still get surprised by unexpected sadness - it would rise in my throat and appear unasked, raw and horrible for a brief fleeting moment. It made no sense, but you know, it doesn't matter now because I think that's gone. Which is good. Yes?
Anyway, I'm a nostalgic fool and have enough old memories in my head to reach for if I wanted, so I really shouldn't go on an on. It's time to put these away and to start framing new stories and drawings and memories of now.
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