So you see how I feel like titles fall short, even the ones that push at the notion of a finite resource. There wants to be something that conveys the way these are the last of something, that these are both a way of holding on and letting go of something tremendously precious.

I find myself growing more and more attached to the symbolism of drawing these as loose change and pocket objects- things you drop by surprise, things you do and don't expect to lose.

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When you are going through a big grief, as I have been, you start to ask yourself: If I am not holding on to this or that for this beloved person, then why am I saving it?

These graphite landscapes are made from many pieces of that feeling. The paper they are drawn on is from a VIP gift bag I received as a thank you for helping at an art event. The pencils are a gorgeous tinned set that Mitsubishi doesn't make anymore. Both are some of the nicest I've ever used.
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I haven't titled the series yet, but I've got an idea of the feeling I want to evoke. The whole series is about taking up space when it's very hard to find even enough room to breathe. I am playing with a lot of oxymoronic word combinations: Small Vistas, Limited Expanse, In Finite View

None are quite right yet.

But maybe that is because they only speak of the visual meaning and thus only touch the edge of why I drew them.

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It's a good metaphor for a solid way to get through life, right?

I hope at some point I will paint enough pieces for the metaphor to penetrate my thick skull.

For now, at least making it feels good.