MIssing my boys

Sketch, Sam and me
marker on bond
Barbara Muir

I worked on a little drawing tonight, but I am powerfully
distracted because I'm putting documents together
for an international show I'm taking part in and I didn't
finish it. It's my first time shipping large works, and filling
in customs forms, and so on for my work. The task seems
endless and in fact I've been working on it on and off for
more than a month! So...tomorrow a big chunk of it will
be completed and I'll feel like I can breathe. It's all
learning, and it will be really exciting when it comes
together.

My son went back to school today, and I was working
hard when he left. I know I'll see him soon, but I
miss him, and our cat Timbah is sitting in a box
looking a bit bereft. Where is Sam?

Timbah in the box
waiting for Sam to play a game.
Sam's gone back to university
out of town.

Tonight's drawing is a little partly done sketch I found
of Sam and me in front of our schoolhouse.
Tradition has it that we take photographs in front
of the door before we leave each summer. Those
photos over the years show a progression of the
boys growing up. I always cry when one of the boys
leaves to go away. I know I'm fine, but there's a catch
in my throat when we say goodbye. Today I had to
get right back to work.

Have a-loving-your-family-big-time day.