When I moved into my new appartement I happily announced that moving was a great thing because you get to work your way through all your old stuff and clean up and throw stuff away and start your brand new life all nice and shiny. Unfortunately, that requires some degree of discipline (which I don’t have) and the ability to get over your hording habits and not make yourself believe that you need things that are more than ten years old (and you didn’t need to begin with…).
So today, I tackled the first box. And out came a nice surprise. Three works of a little boy that didn’t age a day since I made these drawings of U2’s Boy cover back in 2002. Now here’s something that I’d like to keep for maybe another ten years or so.