A good deal of good folks transitioned to the other since this time last year.
In my circle alone we’ve lost sisters, writing partners, best friends, children, mentors, and fathers. The time between this February and last have taken its toll on me. I don’t think my grieving and coping mechanisms are all that evolved. I make art to deal. I’m dealing.
There have also been a number of highly celebrated people who have transcended. They moved from this life to the next challenge under the watchful eyes of millions. I don’t think my grieving and coping mechanisms are all that evolved. I make art to deal. I’m dealing.
Today, as many turn to thoughts of love, I offer a couple hand made Valentines for you to consider. (I know some of you ain’t into the Hallmark aspect — but, uh, Hallmark had no part in these. — Some of you also have qualms with St. Valentine, himself — but, uh, Vatican notwithstanding, and like the great sage once said — everyday the 14th.)
I tried to find images of these folks before we knew who they’d become — as a sign that the future is neither guaranteed nor written.
Hope you download, print and paste to the desk(top) of the cute girl sitting next to you. Or cute dude. Whatever you like.
