Sunday, April 19, 2015
Pastel 98 - Running away from Home
Tonight as I post this I am reflecting on the powerful and emotional day I had. A friend gathered up the various threads of a project over eight years in the making, spun them together into a wick and today we lit that wick. There will be more details soon.
And as I pulled the pastel that was the next in line for posting here I discovered it was this one, "Running away from Home." When I began the pastels I had hoped they would somehow lead me into the walled garden inside my heart. Several of them seem to come from there, and this is one. As a teen I ran away twice, but both times returned before causing any alarm. Both felt like this to me - like plunging headlong to be away and out of sight, but also like dropping into a deeper dark and unknown, like losing the road, like losing my way, and I realized both times that it was a mistake.