I am planning to make all of my personal commentaries have an image I paint that accompanies them. I loved painting this. So glad you enjoyed looking at it.
Your analysis brings out so much the depth and range of emotions tied into this tiny everyday object ... It reminds me of my sister's experience with voicemail --- for years, she kept alive a number of messages left by departed family and friends. Every few weeks or so, the system would ask her to verify whether she wanted to delete the messages, and to keep them recorded, she had to listen to every message and indicate that yes, she wanted to keep it. She did this for years, as a way of hearing the lost ones' voices. The process only stopped when she moved and couldn't keep the same phone number. She was able to save the messages on a device, but the embedded ritual of recollection was lost.
I am planning to make all of my personal commentaries have an image I paint that accompanies them. I loved painting this. So glad you enjoyed looking at it.
Your analysis brings out so much the depth and range of emotions tied into this tiny everyday object ... It reminds me of my sister's experience with voicemail --- for years, she kept alive a number of messages left by departed family and friends. Every few weeks or so, the system would ask her to verify whether she wanted to delete the messages, and to keep them recorded, she had to listen to every message and indicate that yes, she wanted to keep it. She did this for years, as a way of hearing the lost ones' voices. The process only stopped when she moved and couldn't keep the same phone number. She was able to save the messages on a device, but the embedded ritual of recollection was lost.
The watercolor!!! Wow! Would love to see more in this vein.
Gorgeous. Why o why haven't I kept a single address book, crossed out, amended, a record?
Wow. So poignant and real