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Letter No.12

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Letter No.12 |

Dearest Sven,

those are wonderful news! I cannot tell you how much it fills me with pride that you confided in Kai! That he took it so well makes me even happier of course! I’m genuinely glad that you finally have someone you can talk to. Even though we agreed that our love would be enough for us even if we had to keep it a secret forever, it is better not to have to hide it from everyone at least. I have been thinking a lot about whether or not I should finally tell Marie and after your letter I think I will finally gather my courage!

I’ve begun painting the canvas now! I’m keeping it in the art classroom at school for now – there’s not much space at my place, as you know, and I don’t have a stand for it either. I can use the art classroom occasionally when it’s free on afternoons. There is still a lot of work ahead of me until the painting is finished and the new colours are still very unfamiliar, but experimenting with them is bringing me great joy and I’m already making progress!

If the painting turns out even half as well as I hope, it could be one of the best things I have ever painted! I won’t tell you what I’m painting yet, because I’m still worried that I’m going to ruin it sooner or later. Besides, I want to surprise you with it when it’s finished.

Unfortunately my parents have been somewhat difficult lately. After you left us, the mood at home has shifted a bit. Today, my father explained to me that it was high time for me to face the serious side of life. He doesn’t want me to go to university after school, I’m supposed to do „something proper“. A thing that fathers like to say, I think. But I don’t know how he imagines that going to be honest. I mean, I’ve been his son for quite a while now and you would think that at this point he would know that I’m not exactly suited to a woodworker’s apprenticeship or engineering.

Well, we shall see. At least he hasn’t yelled at me yet, although I’m afraid it’s only a matter of time. My mother stays out of that discussion almost completely. She knows that I would be utterly misplaced in the kind of career my father is picturing for me, but she wouldn’t dream of going against him.

Today, I send you a little sketch of the neighbour’s cat that I made the day before yesterday (the sketch I mean, not the cat). I feel like your little gallery of my work should include at least one picture of a cat!

With love and pride,


© Severin Buchenau 2022-05-21


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