Oh man. I feel you. Now it’s been a year and a half since my dad died. I still can’t drive his car without crying. I am wearing one of his sweatshirts right now. We weren’t even that close for most of my life. It’s still such a huge hole in the world for him to be gone.
My mom died last August and I feel your pain. Grief hits in such unexpected and nonlinear ways.
I love these drawings. I particularly admire your rendering of the kitchen. Do you work from photos? I get so lazy about backgrounds, but you really went there. Even opening a cabinet and showing what’s inside when you could have left it closed. Bravo!
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Donna
Oh man. I feel you. Now it’s been a year and a half since my dad died. I still can’t drive his car without crying. I am wearing one of his sweatshirts right now. We weren’t even that close for most of my life. It’s still such a huge hole in the world for him to be gone.
Gail Mallimson
My mom died last August and I feel your pain. Grief hits in such unexpected and nonlinear ways.
I love these drawings. I particularly admire your rendering of the kitchen. Do you work from photos? I get so lazy about backgrounds, but you really went there. Even opening a cabinet and showing what’s inside when you could have left it closed. Bravo!