Wednesday, May 2, 2012
"Jump" Illustration Friday April 27, 2012
"Mama exhorted her children at every opportunity to 'jump at the sun'. W might not land on the sun, but at least we would get off the ground". - Zora Neale Hurston
This word, this quote sent me bouncing - quite literally - in memory, to neighbourhood pogo stick competitions, children all tossing baseballs back and forth, making blades of grass whistle between their thumbs, skipping ropes or trading roller skates while waiting their turn to try and be the one who could stay on the pogo stick and jump the longest. It makes me think: how rich we were, in our choices, our pastimes, the community of children from who we drew our friends, our challenges, our memories. It was this environment, with the memory voices of all our mothers in chorus saying if not quite to 'jump at the sun' then at least: Get outside. And once outside, the sunlight would find us. No ceiling, no walls, the only barriers being custom, courage - and bedtime.