I was distracted by all sorts of things after my day of guest teaching. There were so many things going on that I lost track of time. An interesting concept…LOSING TRACK OF TIME.
In a couple of the language arts classes yesterday, the students were reading chapters from their novels and this gave me opportunity to read from mine. I always try to carry a novel with me, but most often don’t have the chance, during the day, to read. I had finished A Rhinestone Button by Gail Anderson-Dargatz the night before and so selected one l had picked up at a second hand shop some time ago. Amazing book! My Mother’s Ghost by Fergus M. Bordewich! A memoir, this book fell into my hands when I most needed it. The thing is…the intensity and the authentic voice, somehow impacted the way I saw everything after setting the book down. Honestly, for me, this is an always-event, when I am reading a well written book.
I realize that I spend an excessive amount of time considering family, family history, family stories, family records and family photographs…and I am always seeking out a resolution to this sense of nostalgia and memory that pervades most things I do. Fergus M. Brodewich seemed to be on the very same road in his novel…and so, more than once, my eye brows turned up. His is a memoir that deals almost exclusively with the resolution of reality and memory. A rich amazing story!
The story stuck…and so, I painted it.
My focus…the John Lennon lyric, In My Life.
There are places I remember all my life
Though some have changed
Some forever, not for better
Some have gone and some remain
All these places have their moments
Of lovers and friends I still can recall
Some are dead and some are living
In my life I loved them all
And with all these friends and lovers
There is no one compares with you
And these mem’ries lose their meaning
When I think of love as something new
And I know I’ll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I’ll often stop and think about them
In my life I loved you more
And I know I’ll never lose affection
For people and things that went before
I know I’ll often stop and think about them
In my life I loved you more
In my life I loved you more
All so lovely, Kathleen!
Thank you Kathleen for your always sensitive, multi-layered and thoughtful postings about your life – and for your amazing art…
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