While cleaning my studio, I found this old drawing. I don't remember making it (colored pencils!?), but the subject is unmistakeable: my husband Steve, friend Roger, and Roger's dog Jake, on a summer day in Quogue.
Fast forward 10 years: Steve and Roger, still friends. Roger's beach house soon to be sold. Jake, his beloved tibetan terrier -- gone to the great beyond. The beach, of course, is timeless.
This drawing reminded me of something Andrew Lattimore said recently. Our drawings and paintings may not be great art. But in the future, someone will see it and say "Oh, this is what life was like back in 200x".
So we draw, we paint, we document the way things are. And we leave something behind that shows we were here. I like that.