The work today was about taking care of a dying friend

The work today was about taking care of a dying friend. Lifting her out of bed, into the chair. Spoonfulls of water, some tea.

Friends visiting, saying their goodbyes. Hoping to be able to do the same again tomorrow.

In between, going through boxe and boxes worth of drawings, prints, writing. Some of it very intimate.

I miss her already.

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