Go right to the edge. Right to the place where darkness meets creative light. Right there, one brush stroke at a time, paint yourself the kindest eye. Allow the inner artist to look back at you with compassion, caring, … Continue reading
I remember another therapist saying, “Don’t let cancer change you.” Unless you look close, I look the same. Inside, I am forever changed. Touched by life, each emotion is real, at times raw. I have no time for pretence. The … Continue reading
An artist’s eye-experiences cancer as an assault on the soul. It tours paintings as a guest in a museum. Water colors, pastels and acrylics once flowed with ease now hang like strange ghosts from another world. Neglected expressions, barely noticed, at … Continue reading
My family and I left early this morning for Boston Eye and Ear. I had hoped for answers but instead I left there with the same uncertainty as the others in my group. Two men and I had our surgery … Continue reading
Most of the summer I wrote at a frantic pace, with the help of my husband and friends, prepared two books for reprint and two others are headed for completion. “There will be other summers so this one is dedicated … Continue reading