Wednesday, January 2, 2019

The Process

I saw it in others previously. Now there are those who readily see
the advancing of old age in me. I have captured a more youthful

past in the artwork and photographs I produced over Time. Oh
Time, you brutal dictator over all we have come to be. (Damned

arthritic hips, knees and loss of cherished memories!) I don't look
into the mirror so often these days. I find what has become of me

is not so becoming in stark reality. Tick-tock, tick-tock, the relent-
less persistence of Time’s measured synchrony. Ah but, unlike a

fine bottle of vintage wine, my friends, the fermentation of this
robust and full-bodied Cabernet I once portrayed has soured into

a more unsavory and vinegary me.

Chris Hanch 1-2-19

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