Along with every kid across America, my sisters and I raced home from school to watch it.
Our world was filled with potions, witches, vampires, love verses evil, spirits, fantasy and imagination.
I was able to watch the series yet again. This work was made during a month of intensive drawing, when the thin thread between dark nights and gray mornings broke and there was no difference.
Fragments of words and phrases gathered on sheets of paper to tell another story.
Here is a sampling, graphite and pencil on paper.
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| "undo the moment" | "don't let it be true" | "these are uneasy days" | "I am only too real" |
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| "a gentle face" | "a gap as wide as the skies" | "handled in due time" | "who calls me there? who beckons me here?" |
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| "unseen by all" | "fallen under the spell" | "wave after wave.. a doomed love" | "your little girl airs" |
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| "dreams one step closer" | "but let me love first" | "even the most joyous moment" | "perhaps that is the cost" |
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