Thursday, June 29, 2017

Search for Lost Things

Search for Lost Things

A memory was stored over here.
The last conversation
was placed over there.

The smile.
A curious look away.
Drawings viewed over a shoulder. 
Someone playing dead,
or flying like a bird,
or folded over
in sorrow.

Lost for now
in the sadness,
saying goodbye. 

Okay, the last time.. Did I say I’m going to miss being here? The sketch is from the session I attended last night.

18”x 12” ink