Colors That Stay
I was telling my youngest sister about a little incident I remembered from when she was around seven years old. She was drawing while my husband - who was still my boyfriend then - was taking a nap on the couch during one of his visits to our home. When he woke up, she immediately showed him what she had drawn. Apparently, she didn’t give him much time to figure out what was happening. She held the drawing so close to his face that, when he opened his eyes, all he could see were colors swirling in front of him. I can just imagine how confused he must have been. My sister was probably so excited to show him her artwork that it didn’t matter whether he was fully awake or ready to see it. She just wanted her “Kuya Noli” to see what she had made. It’s such a small, funny memory. But when my sister recently created this artwork in memory of my late husband, that little story came back to me. “This is for you, Kuya Noli... I wish I still had the chance to show you my art one more time, dedic...
