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.