Note to Past Self: This is my second time drawing this boat. Bronte Harbour for the day. Derwent Metallic Pencil crayons swiped from my Mother. Added water and pleased with the result. Will do it again.
Friends… How many of us have them. Friends… ones we can depend on.
That’s a song somewhere long done and gone. A song that’s dead rotten stink and forgotten. Does anyone remember, even who sang it? I certainly don’t. Like sand through the hourglass, so is the expiration date of that song. But friends… ones we can depend on; those folks last forever and a day. A day, plus forever. Friends.
Tommy’s Holiday Camp starts off welcoming with Uncle Ernie singing:
“The camp with difference, never mind the weather! When you come to Tommy’s the holiday’s forever!”
It all eventually goes to pot, what doesn’t when family is involved. But at a certain point, Tommy becomes free and delivered from his silent darkness. No more locked doors or stifled screams. Once the locked doors open and Tommy could scream, he throws aside his abusive family and becomes master of his kingdom. I’m with you, Tommy. I am finally at that point.