“It’s said that memories grow through your brain like the branches of a tree. Every branch is shaped by a thousand gusts of new experience, moved by each thought, left in new positions by hindsight. You, the very essence of you, lay where the roots are planted.”
Incredibly grateful to Tom and Hannah, creators of Gold Flake Paint’s music journal, for including these little pieces of seaweed and placing them so thoughtfully next to William Caston Cook’s words. It means a lot. A lot a lot.
Issue 2, ‘Winter’, of Gold Flake Paint is out now and I highly recommend making some space for it and letting it grow some bare winter branches. You can pick up a copt or a season subscription over here.