I put up these pictures now because I miss it, the sun that is, it's gone back to Seattle weather around here of hot and cold running piffle. (don't I look happy in my swing chair?)
anyway I promised pictures of the skeleton
I want to work on the skull next and the chair when the motivation hits me again.
the story behind this piece is it was part of a dream, not a bad one.
just the vague feeling of how someone lost can still play at your heart.
that even though they are gone, they still have resonance,
a tune that plays softly in the back of your mind and the bittersweetness of the memory it leaves you with is healing.