This is one of my first drawings, in recent years anyway. It’s a memorial to my favorite mug. As an enthusiastic coffee drinker, I enjoyed it immensely for about 10 years. It survived all my unsteadiness and several moves before crashing to an untimely death from a pantry shelf. It was gruesome. In my grief, I gathered the shards of my shattered mug and broken heart, and placed them in the back of the cupboard as though they might magically reconstitute someday. May months later, I took a hammer to them and used them to decorate concrete pavers for my patio. Ashes to ashes.