Some personal stuff that may be used in my art. You know how that personal stuff seeps into art. It is a nice place to put it, to store it. My son seems like he is on a trip....a vacation. He has been gone a little over 2 weeks or more precisely 15 days I think. Still leaving space and a dream that he will walk in the door. Monday visiting Monticello with my neice I spend my day counting on my fingers how long had he been gone. My counts kept confusing me. I finally settled on 9. 9 days that he had been gone.
Where are his car keys? The search. the begging will start "Can I have them?" Can I have his jacket? Can I have the dog leash? Can I have anything? His stuff..I want it.