It’s About The Next Moment

In this grand house there are many rooms. I have slept in them all. Perhaps only for a single night. No matter how long I was in there I drew on the walls. Some of these drawings are quick sketches in faint, frail pencil because the moments in there were fleeting. Others are in biro, angrily or passionately scrawled, leaving indentations in the soft, white wallpaper. Some of the room have intricate paintings, priceless artwork which represents the many moments of my life spent in that particular place.

There is no living room, no kitchen, no den or bathroom. There is no need for them, just corridor after corridor, rooms arranged in no particular order, as life cannot be ordered. Rooms can be revisited and gazed upon for hours but never rescrawled, corrected or enhanced. Some rooms reflect an event, a person, a frame of mind, a place, a memory or a dream. But every room reveals an intimate story.

I have found myself through my reflective breaks to walk idly through the maze of corridors, opening doors and peering in. I cling to the handle as I am overwhelmed by the rush of pictures, thoughts, memories and emotions which are contained in the room. There is nothing hidden.

The different rooms are not identifiable as the doors are identical and unlabeled. There is no warning or welcome mat. You choose to open the door and accept the contents.

You cannot help but wonder through and revisit, it’s in the nature of the house. Certain rooms become your favourite but you don’t always remember their location. Others you dread the day you will return to them for it would only be by accident that you would open that door again.

But if you wished to remove a room from your house you would not be allowed to teared off the wallpaper or recover it, you would need to demolish the entire room. The house will not stand without a room because of the uneven design of the corridors, the entire house reliant on every room.

Your house is every room that has and will be decorated by you, according to you location in space and time. You can only lower the chances of opening a door to a ‘bad’ room by increasing the number of ‘good’ rooms you draw. It’s about the next room you paint, draw or colour. Its about the next moment.

Your life is everything that you were and are and will be. You are you. All you can now decide is who you will be in the next moment of your life.