Memory holds together past and present, gives continuity and dignity to human life… the companion… the tutor, the poet, the library, with which you travel.” ~ Mark van Doren, an American writer (souroe)
Since my diagnoses with HIV (AIDS), I literally sobered up. I’m about twenty-years sober and I feel blessed that I have found my way to sobriety. Sobriety has allowed me to go places and do things that I never dreamed possible. It’s been far more exciting than those haze filled days. I’m lucky I didn’t have to lose anything to find my way to sobriety. Never lost a job, never a DWI, and still have my partner.
For me, art is stitching time and place together…. Finding a way to connect the past and future together in some fashion. Whether it that is using a narrative or metaphor.
As I live with HIV, taking multiple medications a day, I think of how the present is connected with the past and how we experience the world. Our senses that we relay on to explain our surroundings and interpret the world are faulty at best. In a way, we all live in Plato’s Cave staring at the shadows on the wall.