I still wholeheartedly subscribe to the premise of “doing something creative for 20 minutes a day,” which is where I was going when I set myself this challenge.
But in the latter, I have to say I was an abject failure. Each miniature illustration took me back to a place, a moment, or a conversation: tiny touchstones that helped to keep me connected with those halcyon days. I also wanted to see if I could establish some kind of creative habit that would last me beyond the project. When I set myself the challenge of illustrating and posting a miniature postcard every day for a hundred days, I hoped to celebrate the memories of our hundred days in France and make them last a little longer. Although I’m sure you’ll agree one hundred days can stretch out like a lifetime during lockdown.
One hundred days pass in the blink of an eye as you watch those children grow (why are their pants too short again? weren’t they in nappies just yesterday?).
One hundred days can feel as fleeting as a week if you happen to be on sabbatical in a medieval French village with your two children.