the MAJOR breakdown of pt. 1
Everything I described in part one is from my memories. The blog post is choppy and random... so are my memories.
We went to Kentucky for an art show. Do I remember the art show? Not at all. Sometimes the distractions in life are what end up being important, not what was intended to happen.
I don't remember the big picture of the trip, of my memories. But what I do remember is happy.
The drawing mat symbolizes my life. The farming section symbolizes certain times in life; in this case, specifically the Kentucky trip. My drawings symbolize memories. Some are permanent, some are lost forever in a landfill. My statement about being a good artist isn't me bragging. It's a metaphor. I'm saying that I made good memories.
Just in case it was misunderstood! Split journaling myself... ?
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