HammerOn

    Last Thursday evening November 1, 2018 I got a visit from my cousin Andrew Parker also known to me as "Couvs" which originates from our fathers being brothers who were known to visit each other upon saying hey "Brovus."  Couvs presented me with an odd brown bag, he said "this was our grandfather's - Charles he had passed it onto my Dad, Jamo."  It was a Ball Peen Hammer about 14" inches in length, with a worn brown wood handle, and aged brown heavy hammer head.  "Our Grandfather used this to HammerOn things, shaping and making things, and the hammer is still here today." 

Couvs then said "this was your Uncle Jamo's he had passed it onto me."  It was a Framing Hammer about 16 inches in length, with a black rubber handle and worn white metal hammer head.  "Jamo used this to HammerOn things, especially ripping things apart with the claw and you always knew it was his hammer because he inscribed the word Parker in the head."  "Take these two hammers, symbolic from the people that came before you to hammer on."

    Rewind one month to my first day of Chemo, October 12, 2018 I brought some paper to sketch out what the logo could be for HammerOn.  I worked through a number of ideas, but I began to settle on two hammers one longer than the other crossed on each other.  At the hammer heads, the negative space that formed between them formed the shape of a heart - perhaps one hammer represented me, the caner patient, the other presented anyone that cares, supports and cheers me on,  together at heart.

Interestingly as I sat their crying with my Covus, two hammers in hand rooted in love, it all came full circle.  Something that I had made in sketch shared with know one except my Guardian Angel, my Dad.  It all came full circle with a surprise visit of two objects of love.