Proximity

December 2, 2017

A short while ago, through the convenient though sly medium of Facebook, I reconnected with a friend I haven’t seen or spoken to for over 20 years.

Much has changed for him in that time. I hardly recognise the new man. But is that because I’m seeing only his created images and written words? They are clues, sure, but we are not our art. When I see him, hear him or hug him, I might begin to know him again.

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So I’ve been thinking about Friends with whom I’ve had consistent contact but haven’t seen or heard in a long time. The longer it is between meetings, the more fractured their reality becomes. I realised I’m always making assumptions about them, constructed from memories that I think still fit. A story of them.

It has unsettled me. My senses are what I have to perceive the world. Skewed as my perception might be, they’re a good start. I still want proximity.

It’s a conjuring trick, being a cyber friend. We post what we want the world to know, not what could be read in a glance or a touch or a tone of voice.

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A new year

January 2, 2017

It’s day two of a new year. I hope your’s is a good one.

Recently I heard something said that affected me profoundly. Here it is:

Your life is a story you tell yourself about the day. Tell a different story and you have a different life.

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Soon after hearing it, and writing my story at the end of each day, I drove to this place I’d been wanting to draw for two years.

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