One thing I miss particularly about not having Dad is access to his encyclopaedic knowledge of things. Normally he would be my first port of call when an enquiry surfaced, and then whatever he said would spring me off into further research which we would discuss and process together. I miss that he's not here to talk about this to. But instead I have you. So onward.
I've decided Where Art & Grief Meet needs some thematic structure, so with just three days until to go, I've decided to add monthly themes to frame my thinking.
They are as follows:
Hector, my brother
His death taught me about the depths of grief. His birthday is July 3.
Nature, colour and forms
Celebrating the inspirational force that is nature, colour and natural forms.
The Smyrna Catastrophe, Occupation of Cyrpus and the Exodus of Greeks from Egypt.
Without all these events, my life would definitely not be playing out on these lands, far from where my soul resides.
The Soundtrack of My Life
Recreating and reimagining favourite album covers and celebrating the music
My boy, around whom the world revolves and from whom I learn more every day. He will turn 16 on the 16th.
Pluto and BabyNyx are my constant company, muses and loves.
From a migrant background and challenging childhood Mum, a great and continuing inspiration, will be turning 80 this month.
Living on borrowed land with the weight of a 60,000+ year continuous civilisation, underacknowledged and underappreciated as the occupiers' legacy.
The history, expression, philosophy and impact of my dad.
Celebrating the people who inspire
Personal stories, attitudes and evolution. I will be turning 55 on the 28th.
We are getting very close to lift off and I am all a-buzz.