SeanCharles
Diamond Member
Reflecting back on my childhood...
Recalling the secret of my portrayal in this mural now on display in the children's room of our public library brings back in ways memories with historic origins.
The building which is now our library resides in a historic area of town. The original library building still exists and at this moment its use today will require me to do a trip down memory lane. Between visits to the old library and the new library where this mural is now have a profound impact since my biological father would take me to the library. Based on conversations with mom, he used to escape his traumatic childhood by escaping to the library. When he lived here in Alaska he would often visit the library and I would accompany him.
Being a character portrayed in the mural, and the fact that I had this knowledge of this come to me relatively recently along with the fact that through my employment I see myself as a bit of a public figure in two ways.
I've always been a divergent thinker. This was quite evident in my college years (1994-2000).
In ways, my recent revelation of this whole mural topic and my portrayal in this artwork is as I said in the earlier post is in ways divergent because I do exist in the physical world and have the experiences that I have.
Looking at the mural and that world, and through fiction I can and do in ways exist in two worlds. The real world, and with creativity and imagination, I can visit the world of this mural (not dissociate) through my imagination into a depiction of a place where trauma, pain and really all the problems that exist here in the real world don't exist in that world.
Recalling the secret of my portrayal in this mural now on display in the children's room of our public library brings back in ways memories with historic origins.
The building which is now our library resides in a historic area of town. The original library building still exists and at this moment its use today will require me to do a trip down memory lane. Between visits to the old library and the new library where this mural is now have a profound impact since my biological father would take me to the library. Based on conversations with mom, he used to escape his traumatic childhood by escaping to the library. When he lived here in Alaska he would often visit the library and I would accompany him.
Being a character portrayed in the mural, and the fact that I had this knowledge of this come to me relatively recently along with the fact that through my employment I see myself as a bit of a public figure in two ways.
I've always been a divergent thinker. This was quite evident in my college years (1994-2000).
In ways, my recent revelation of this whole mural topic and my portrayal in this artwork is as I said in the earlier post is in ways divergent because I do exist in the physical world and have the experiences that I have.
Looking at the mural and that world, and through fiction I can and do in ways exist in two worlds. The real world, and with creativity and imagination, I can visit the world of this mural (not dissociate) through my imagination into a depiction of a place where trauma, pain and really all the problems that exist here in the real world don't exist in that world.
