Monday, 9 February
Happy 21st
Birthday Jessicca!
I did a
drawing for you for this day. It’s
called Sunny and Warm. I can’t say much about it, though, because I
haven’t yet figured it out. There’s a
lot of overlapping images – kind of like a movie poster – but there’s no story
here. What’s the point?
Maybe it
pictures a feeling where I can’t find the words. That’s what I’m thinking anyway. See? I
don’t even know what I’m talking about.
I’m betting that doesn’t matter.
I feel a bit queasy with
this picture. My legs are in danger of
going out from under me. A woman points
at something but… so? It seems the
merry-go-round is suddenly running berserk.
Oh, the calamity of it all.
Mother Goose with motion sickness; nursery rhymes tumbling everywhere.
Get a load of this guy. He sees futility in every human endeavor. Why bother?
I have to ask myself why I put him into this picture. My best explanation is that he was easy to
draw.
So let’s get back to
lighting the candles and singing Happy
Birthday! We've opened the windows
to let a breeze through the house. It’s
seventy degrees today – Sunny and Warm
– and in the midst of a Carolina winter.
A lot happens in the course of a year.
I feel certain your year ahead will be filled with moments of
extraordinary interest. I know. I read it in a fortune cookie.
Happy Birthday Jessicca!
Love,
Dad
© Tom Taylor
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