I do not trespass. I merely exist. I do not disbelieve. I merely live within the prescribed reality. Weary of half truths, I sit and draw the scene. I merely observe.
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.
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.