Many past Artist’s Dates I have spent behind my apartment building which is like a private park. It’s there I watch bunnies hop and a coyote appeared and looked at me. I like to take off my shoes and walk on the grass. There’s a white picnic table there and I stare at the trees. Like this tree one among many that I have taken a picture of. I enjoy taking pictures of my special park with my new digital camera. I like this particular picture because I like to look at the lines of the branches, sometimes I see people and faces looking back at me. Sometimes the wind blows and it looks like the branches are waving at me.
Once upon a time when I used to be in a relationship, we would lay on the grass at night and stare at the stars. After I lost that relationship I went there to grieve, as I buried away pieces of my heart with bitter tears. I also went there on my knees as tears fell for the death of a great grandmother I never had the chance to meet. I looked up and three rabbits were staring back at me. I cried remembering the last conversation I had with her on the phone. I wanted to know more about where our family came from and she told me stories of our relatives and the history of my people. I told her Great Grandma Christine I love you. Later, my Grandfather told me that she told him about the phone call and how I told her I loved her and how happy that made her and how I listened to her stories. I am so glad that despite the fact I couldn’t get to her physically that I made that one last phone call just before she died because now I carry her stories and love in my heart. To my private park I went with tears.
My private park is my healing space. My apartment faces the park in the back and it made me happy to look out of my apartment out to all those gorgeous trees. My apartment faces east so it’s so beautiful to wake up and watch the pink sunrise and the light rays penetrating the branches. This is the best view in any apartments I have ever lived in. I remember when I first checked out this apartment building I took one look of the trees in the window and I instantly fell in love with the apartment.
One of these days, I am going to take this huge bottle of fruit scented bubbles I bought on a previous artist date and I am going to blow bubbles which is one of my favorite childhood past times. I would stand on my Gamma’s porch and fill the wand with rainbow iridescent soap and then hold it out over the ledge and I would let the wind rapidly blow a succession of bubbles out. It would make me giggle watching how fast and rapidly these bubbles would fly. I would just do that over and over and I would lose all sense of time.