To live in this world, you must be able to do three things: to love what is mortal; to hold it against your bones knowing your own life depends on it; and, when the time comes to let it go, to let it go (Mary Oliver)
Do what you love. Know your own bone; gnaw at it, bury it, unearth it, and gnaw it still (Henry David Thoreau)
If you can't get rid of the skeleton in your closet, you'd best teach it to dance (George Bernard Shaw)
I have a confession to make: I love bones. I have used them in my artworks and have photographed them on many occasions. On the film set of Prey I washed the art department’s cutlery and crockery and platters and salad bowls from a dinner-feast shoot: in exchange for a springbok skull.
When Kyle and Roarke were little, we were out walking one day on holiday and came across an electrical substation. Prominently displayed on the front was the danger sign of skull and crossbones. They were horridly fascinated by this and chattered eagerly to each other (as twins do). This, they decided, was the bones-fly-out sign – you definitely did not want to encounter anything which would cause your bones to fly out! A fate worse than death.
As they grew older my three little artists began to recognise the beauty of bones and to appreciate the value of understanding the skeleton as a foundation of what was layered above. In order to be able to draw a realistic face or body, one has to consider the skeleton beneath. These days Kyle and Roarke are creating skeletons for their animated 3D characters.
“Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone”
-Mary Schmich Everybody's Free (to wear sunscreen)