Stayed at my sister Katherine's Saturday and Sunday nights. We went to an evening of one acts at Shoreline Community College, Saturday. Katherine's friends Jeremy and Nick were actors and writers for one of them. Actually Jeremy was acting in the one act that Nick wrote. Confusing enough? It was fun. We went to the cast party afterwards....it was the last night the show was playing. I enjoyed myself.
Today I slept in and went for coffee later. Then I came home to work on one of my books for a bit. I'm making great progress. Got bored writing, so I drew for a while.
Last night I saw "The Davinci Code". The book was better. Then I went down to where the ferry docks in Edmonds and watched the water. I thought about how each moment of our lives is so unique and fleeting. I thought about how art- in all forms- is someone conveying a feeling or thought or experience that was special to them, so that it's never forgotten...it is shared. I sat listening to the water, watching the shiny pebbles that make up the beaches here as the dark water covered them in the inky black reflection of the sky, only to retreat a second before I was ready to give up all hope of seeing them again. Just in time.
I thought about how powerful art is. Or rather the artist....both actually, because they immortalize a slice of time, an emotion, so that all these experiences, all the pain and joy of our lives isn't in vain. So that these moments are not forgotten, not erased by time.
This thought was strangely validating. It's not all in vain. The pain, the love, the loss. It does matter. It does mean something. It's NOT all for nothing.
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