What a difference a month makes

Hi everyone -

I know we haven't spoken in a month.  It's probably a good thing though since I have been an angry, babbling, emotional mess trying to pretend to be FINE.

My sister was diagnosed with Stage 3 lung cancer.  I am ANGRY!  I hate that f****ing disease.  It steals people from our hearts. 

Anyway making any kind of art I would want to share was not an option. Oh I made art alright - angry, furious art, and eventually I was able to exorcize the demons which posessed me. 

Once that was taken care of - I came to accept that life as we (my family and I) knew it, was changed for ever. With that acceptance came a renewed desire to create art that pleases me.  Of course I hope it pleases you as well, but I finally get that until I create for myself, I will not be satisfied with the outcome of any piece and will always have a skewed view of my work.

Why am I telling you this?  Well I want you to understand the importance of this piece.  She was made for me, with me in mind, and she is hanging on my wall.  I love her.  Period. 

Namaste -

Art to soothe the frightened soul

So here's the thing.  My sister was diagnosed with cancer recently.  Now, I am going to guess I am not the only person here who HATES that word, that stupid disease.  We all know someone who has had it - we know people who have fought that battle and won, and some who have lost.  The very word strikes terror in me. Because I watched my mother die of cancer when she was my age, I don't ever want to see another loved one go through it.  But Spirit is in charge and Spirit does as Spirit will. 

I decided my sister needed one of my paintings, or maybe I just needed to give her one. 


Here is what I did (the piece was inspired by a rubber stamped image I saw somewhere...) 

The quote is from a gospel hymn -

"His eye is on the sparrow and I know He watches me"

 Peace everyone -

Danielle