photo of erin from her blog
our circle of art friends on the interwebs grows smaller.
i met erin once at the library in cambria where she worked until she retired. i liked her immediately. what stood out to me was a sense of deep quiet. of solidity. of not using words to fill space. over the years we’ve emailed from time to time. united in our love of introverts. she lived with her wife margo, a few hours up the coast from me. she was always so generous with her comments. i went back to my archives to read through them. She left about 100 since 2007. how good it was to read them back and remember replying to her and laughing. our ongoing “conversation” about life in california, art, the weather, travel, and happiness. beautiful thoughts i will cherish. I’ll share a handful of them here.
how glad i am that she took that last trip to venice with her beloved. when i took my first trip there a few years ago she gave me some good recommendations. when i went to budapest, she sent me some tiny postcards that i pasted into my travel journal. i always loved seeing her name in my inbox.
goodbye dear erin. waving to you from down here in LA, your long ago stomping grounds.
i am printing these out and pasting them in my writing journal. i want to remember erin for a long long time.