Where a little bit of me is stolen awayPosted: June 12, 2013
Last night our house was broken into and amongst the laptops, cameras, phones, wallets, my wife’s car and other assorted STUFF that got taken, the thieves also took my sketching bag with two of my books of foodie pictures.
Now I realise that they’re just more STUFF, and I had scanned the completed drawings, but there were quite a few unfinished pieces in there, including some for exhibition later this year.
If “wreck this journal” teaches us anything it is that we must be comfortable in letting go of our art. But they were full of me. Hours of sitting in restaurants and cafes watching my food go cold.