I was a shy kid, an awkward teenager, an under confident young man, and now, at 46 years old, I'm the happiest I've ever been. Why? Because I've found the confidence to express myself, to achieve my potential as a human being, to taste self-actualisation, to break free from stifling negativity, to share time and space with good people, and to choose life-enriching experiences over materialism and societal expectations. Life is not easy, it's not supposed to be. You are going to
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Robert Hannaford (1944 - ) | Hans-charcoal-and-chalk-1969 | Artist's friend || Whilst living in Melbourne '69 - '73 I met and drew an old man called Hans Kreffle who lived in an old folks home nearby. He was a ww1 German army veteran before jumping ship in Australia in the 1920's. We became life friends until his death in 1975.
"Rag and bone man is a British phrase for a junk dealer. Historically the phrase referred to an individual who would travel the streets of a city with a horsedrawn cart, and would collect old rags (for converting into fabric and paper), bones for making glue, scrap iron and other items, often trading them for other items of limited value.
And after the storm, the old man brings his boat ashore. He grasps your hand and says, "It was a rough one out there." Then he says the words you've been waiting your whole life to hear: ________________