Saturday, January 19, 2013
I must have over a hundred of these sketchbooks so it is going to take a while to go through them all. Especially when I am stopped dead in my tracks as I was with this sketch. It doesn't look like much, I know. A couple of garbage cans in the grass.
But if you look at what I wrote underneath it, it says "O'Briens Garbage Cans." Tom and Eileen O'Brien were my very dearest friends from Key West and Callicoon. They are both deceased. When I saw this sketch I made in their yard that day, I started sobbing uncontrollably.
I remember exactly the day I drew this.That is the wonderful thing about a sketchbook. You go right back to the moment when you were drawing. It was a lazy, sunny summer day. I was sketching, Eileen was hanging the laundry, the kids were all playing together. Who would have ever thought they would both die so young leaving three kids orphans.
I think about them all the time.
I think I have perused my sketchbooks enough for today. Another day maybe. More memories will be stirred up. I am glad I kept these though. With their yellowing paper. They go all the way back to 1976 when I began drawing and painting.
A long time ago.