First words from Big Grant.
Three telephone bills,
The sounds of a pipe organ.
The shape of his father's hands.
The feeling of a straight country road.
To say goodbye.
Polly's shoe size
The first name of his favorite aunt.
The strength of his labor.
Never to fear solitude.
"Things Forgotten" is a part of a larger work that I'm still dragging through gaps and turns. I like playing with excluded middles, waste, misfits. For every memory we have, we probably have lost 10 others. The idea of a character's lost memories as a sort of sum total of the person made me feel creepy.