drawing memories, 3.20

Slowly throughout the last ten years, my mum has been quietly converting my old childhood bedroom into more of a guest space for me when I come to visit. The twin bed was moved out for a nice full, new linens and all the junk I had is now gone–save for some books and a few odds and ends.

And just recently I noticed a new framed item–a drawing of Angelica Charlotte Pickles I did as a little girl–there in all its “glory”, misspellings included.

It cracks me up. Why, of all things, did this make the framed cut?

Published by JRW

boston. maker. librarian. canine wrangler. coffee drinker.

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