A Record of Lives

11/19/25

11/19/25

When I first began spending time in the memory care area, I used to feel uncertain about sketching the residents, wondering if it was invasive. While I have no issue with sketching random fellow passengers on public transportation, I feel more protective toward the residents. The more I get to know them as individuals, however, the more I felt compelled to honor them by drawing them. Even sharing the sketches publicly is an acknowledgment: They live, they exist, they are not hidden away.

11/10/25

11/27/25

In the past year or so, several residents have passed away. I didn’t sketch all of them, but I’m glad that I did sketch Val, Bob and Brian. As I said in one of those posts, each sketch we make of any person might be a record of the last time we see them. (This seems to be a variation of a recurring theme for me lately.)

11/29/25

12/2/25

12/9/25

12/13/25

12/16/25

12/20/25

12/22/25

12/28/25