Ponderoku is a place, a place that represents striving for a world that was (in the Garden of Eden) and will be again (when God restores all thing).
When I was young I drew, painted, and dreamt up designs for houses – and airports and entire islands. I also enjoyed creative writing, enough so that I started a creative writing minor in college at one point.
However, I wouldn’t have been any good at compelling creative writing. Not at fiction anyway. Not commercially, for sure.
My mind wouldn’t – and still won’t – allow me to create an antagonist, so my writing ended up being what my senior English teacher called purple prose. I filled pages with lengthy descriptions of environments and characters; plot was a secondary interest.
There are enough obvious hardships, contentious relationships, problems in the world that my subconscious didn’t want to bother crafting another bad guy. My mind instead worked hard, naturally, to imagine ideal places, sketch utopian societies, and search out the most beautiful of everything.
This blog will continue that thread, because we all need to be able to focus as much on hope and joy as we possibly can.
Insect on Ponderoku, 2019. Watercolor.
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