|From one of my art journals from 2016. I created the journal by gessoing an old atlas that had been Rob’s.|
“...[E]very aspect of life is in a constant state of change” (p. 1). I reread this from the opening of by Carol Orsborn. I read this book off and on in the weeks following Rob’s death. Someone, and I am embarrassed to say I could not remember who, sent this to me and then I noticed the taped paper in the inside cover. Two women I work with.
Rereading the book Nearly four years after Rob’s death finds me in a different place. It’s as if I am reading the book for the first time as I have forgotten most of it, if not all. What I have mostly learned from being reflective is that grief and shock are entwined. Without this written record, I would remember little in the way of detail.