I saw a posting from my nephew
on Facebook the other day. It was
a photo of a painting I had done
some 48-years ago, one of many
I had long since forgotten.
When you have been doing artwork
for most of your life as I have, one
tends to forget many pieces rendered
along the way.
I must admit that some of those
works were not my best, but none
the less adequate examples for a
novice learning his craft.
One tends to change and even
improve with practice. Much in
life goes that way, I suppose.
Anyway for all it is worth, I feel
somewhat satisfied and secure in
knowing with the scattered bread
crumb accomplishments in my life,
remembered or forgotten, that
one day (sooner than later I have
come to understand at my age),
I will enevitably find my way back
to the dusty origins from which
I came.
-30-
Chris Hanch 9-7-2020
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