Tuesday, January 21, 2014
How's that for a cheery headline?
Tonight I pulled out this little box of animal bones I borrowed to draw a long while back but then didn't draw. Till tonight. This skull was the biggest thing in the box, and still pretty small. Internet research suggests it's perhaps a raccoon skull, but it's hard to tell because it's missing the canines (which can be telling) and the lower jaw. But it's not a squirrel or rabbit or cat.
Anyway, it's hard to look at a skull for a long time and not think about mortality, even if it is the skull of an unedentified woodland creature. It can't help but make you think of other dark matters -- friends come and going and gone. The strangeness of the being-here followed by the not-being-here. So while I wondered what the little weird sacs were on the underside of the skull, behind the Zygomatic arch, I also wondered why things are set up the way they are, what with the heartbreak and the long goodbyes and the unexpected departures and the rest.