Love letters: To my readers…

by Bonnie Pockley

I’m not sure why I ended this blog. In many ways, it was like a fight with an old friend that saw me impetuously slamming the door in the face of something I loved. You demand too much. You take up too much of my time. I love you but I hate you. I am bound to return because I can’t leave you behind. To have a little time and space has been a good thing. It has given me ideas for moving forward and a deeper sense of what it means to be human, to be passionate, to be headstrong and to be final. I’ve realised that to create something really means to give it life and a character of its own and that to end it for good is actually a very difficult thing requiring the fortitude – I don’t have – to say, ‘This is forever, this is absolute.’

In truth, I miss the discipline of writing, I miss the outlet of expression, I miss the intention behind the pictures and the possibility of capturing childhood in all its tenderness and ferocity. So, to return at the point of regret is not such a bad thing and COLOURBASH will be returning not quite now but in the weeks or months to come with lots of stories to tell and time to catch up on.

To you my readers, whose messages flooded in and moved me to tears, thank you. I had no idea that this also meant something to you.

With love,

Bonnie xox

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