I've been going through some of my old sketchbooks and portfolios and picked out a few things I liked.
a self-portrait drawn in 2004 at age 25
'Shoot the moon' sketch from automatic drawing in pen and ink
'I am June' (poem by Marie Lamb)
this was a bit of poetry in one of my sketchbooks
And what is your name? The bird asked the deer.
"I am June", the creature responded.
And where are you from?
"The Land of Spring Rain and Summer Sky."
There was a time when I was young --
A time I remember but it was long ago.
I cannot describe what it was like --
Except my mind, my body, my soul were all growing at once.
I'm not sure how much of me grows now, or when.
But the young green leaves that I had been now taste summer rain.
I wait for the flowers -- to tell me how far I've come in all this time.
Brown these leaves have not yet seen nor the cold of autumn night.
But here in June, we remember early April, the melting of the snow that kept back the sun -
We remember growing - all at once - and watch the skies clad in their Summer blue.
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