|Hey Mama - 18 x 24 charcoal and pastels|
Old Stuff. Stuff you thought you tightly bound and put away; every now and then it spring from the back of your closet and finds its way into the light of a new day. Without warning, you are reminded of a past pleasure (That now feels "guilty" and gritty) an accomplishment or regret and your steps alter for a bit; you might right stumble over these visits.
And yet you right yourself; stand up straight and 'try' to continue on with your day-to-day tasks. But like a unraveled thread, your past reminds you there's more to your life than the polished image you now portray.
...I'll leave you two alone to get reacquainted.