When I was a teen, my grandfather had alzheimers, a failing heart, and half of one lung. He was covered with scars and sometimes muttered at walls.
I was asked to keep an eye on him, briefly, one afternoon, while my grandmother did something else. While I was alone with him, he looked at an empty space right next to me, and whispered: "Mom? Dad? Is that you?"
With the exception of getting hit by a car, that was the most terrifying moment of my life.
"He ordered a large side of feeling and the avoidance maneuver roll since they were sharing a can of love." ~ A blackout poem from a recycled page of Dealing with Blue, a young adult romance.
My favourite intergalactic hero (he still doesn't have a name) pulverizes the enemy. I used Uni-Pin and Artline ink pens and water-based Koi brush pens (light warm grey & dark warm grey & black).
“Just as the permanent foundation of the ground provides the springboard for voyages into outer space, so it is with the more mysterious flights of imagination.”
— Roland Penrose.
A week on from Artemis II coming back to Earth from the moon and only now do I do a proper lunar themed tribute to it all! It also gave me an excuse to buy another Palm Pals plush, so happy days to that :-)
