That is Alan 1.0 as in 1.0 years old. I’ve had a bittersweet time revisiting the boxes and carefully organized albums, envelopes of stuff Mom had hung on to. Here I think I am some hot shit for collecting media, and Mom has been doing it for decades.
First of all, I did not even remember this Mother’s Day card I made for her
Why I Love My Mother
I love you because you’re sweet
And you make good meat.
If I get stung by a bee
you will help me.
I love you because you
take care of Who?
Me of course!
Maybe some day you might get me a horse!
I love you do you?
Guess who gave this to you?
I, the person who LOVES YOU!
Alan Ha! Ha!
This was a bit more sad, perhaps revealing, in a set of drawings I had made in maybe 2nd grade- it represented my family.
I had clearly said how I felt about the brother David I never knew (see David’s Chair story).
Last, in the early art efforts was his set of drawings I had made titled “A Book About Me” but it really describes what in I was faced with in 1970 in being a 7 year old with diabetes, including urine testing and getting insulin shots.
I put them together as a PDF and published them on issuu
Clearly, I was destined to do multimedia!