These drawings are very old. They have been slid in and out of a paper bag; in to store them and out to show them. As a result, there are some faded spots, but you can see the picture in spite of them. The first of this post, the bird, I gave to my dear friend, Twyla, years ago when I first got clean. She loved it dearly and hung up beside her bed. Unfortunately, just last year, she lost her battle with her addiction and died of an overdose. I have written about her in my post, Reflections of a Recovering Addict, #3, just days before I got the news. I intend to write about her in much more detail in a future Reflections of a Recovering Addict.
One of these seven drawings I have redone in a painting. If you have been following my blog, you may recognize which one it is. Anyone want to venture a guess? The last of these drawings is in the process of being turned into a painting, but I have not had time lately to work on it. Someday, when I do finally finish the painting, I will, of course, post a picture of it here on my blog.