"You know the feeling you get when you fix your eyes on one point on the side of the road as you're driving by really fast? Sometimes I think that's life, all of it, just like that. Things stretch out in front of us, stretch out behind us, but the right now, it just goes by so fast. Too fast to really catch."
The above comes from a conversation I had earlier today with my good friend Graeme. The feeling I refer to is one I first became conscience of when working on... uh... the Thames River Project (?) with six other artists from my high school, some of whom were extremely dear friends.
The sentiment refers to the odd position in which many of us find ourselves at the moment. That terrifying, awe inspiring feeling when you're on the precipice of a whole new life, peering back at all the things you've come to know and love, trying to crystallize all the perfect parts so you can take them with you where ever you go. Graduation? Something like that. I'm waxing far too poetic. Ah, well. You love me, whatever.
Go see the painting. It's hanging in the guidance office at my high school. See if you can find our names, carved into the frame. And say hello to the Atrium, while you're there.
