Backfloating
Out of the blue today I received an email from the MN Women's Press asking to use one of my one-line drawings for the cover of their upcoming April 2009 issue. The selected artwork is from 2002, never one of my personal favorites, just one that I happened to scan at some point, post to my mnartists.org page, and then leave to sit unattended all these years. The tiny occurrence of this editor stumbling across this piece now and liking it enough to ask permission to use it...well it's a little mind-boggling. And humbling. And awesome.
She wants the artwork asap, so tonight I pulled out my old portfolio to make sure I still had that piece in my possession (prone as I am to giving things away willy-nilly, my attachment to my projects pretty much ceasing upon their completion). Thankfully, it's here, intact, safe in its protective sleeve. And then I found all these other half-forgotten treasures...artifacts from that period of my early 20s when I could barely let a day pass without producing a handful of drawings. Makes me nostalgic (or is it the Haley Bonar on play right now, also associated with that era...?). Makes me think of how aware I was of being in that transition from child to grown-up, and feeling dang insecure about it at times...but at least cool enough to admit it.
Well then, in the spirit of a childhood spent on Mille Lacs' south shore, and a teetering adulthood that still gravitates to large bodies of water, I share these scribble memories/metaphors of sunny seasons/growing up. Chase away the winter chill. Even though this may go down as the warmest winter on record...
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