I spent a few days at Sisters
Beach in the north west staying with a friend of a friend and her daughter. It
was a beautiful quiet spot surrounded by trees and hills; fresh smelling with
the salt water of the beach. These few days gave me a nice little period of
time to move a bit slower, observing and listening. I made quite a few little
drawings around the house where I was staying. Most of them are still lifes
with not-quite-right perspectives. They help remind me of conversations that
were going on at the time; I remember someone's story or I might remember the
silence and the little sounds and details around me. Sometimes drawings are a
clearer reminder of memories than writing. I think I need to observe more the
difference between writing and drawing memories. I suppose that basically
writing is just a very refined way of drawing. There must be many other
languages within drawing.
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