Between a cancer diagnosis, a hurricane and two weeks of travel, I’ll admit the studio has been sadly, quiet for too long.
We survived the hurricane, I have my last radiation treatment tomorrow, and the doctors appointments have stopped for a bit, so I’ve signed up for Miriam Schulman’s #AutumArtChallenge. Five days of painting. Should be a piece of cake for me.
We started this morning with computer problems. I love when the major cable company mails you a big box with a note telling you you have to change out everything or you won’t have internet. And by the way….do it now. Problem resolved eventually, and I went to my favorite reference photo site, Paint My Photo, to find a picture to use for our first challenge – pumpkins. A plain pumpkin would have been the easy way out. Instead I wanted to tell a story. Bonnie Sitter’s photo grabbed my attention.
And then the story changed. I felt a bit nervous. Like a beginner, I grabbed a small piece of paper….afraid to commit to anything bigger. The sketch worked rather well, but I dithered and fretted as I loaded fresh paint on my palette.
My uterine cancer is gone, the radiation is a proactive approach to, hopefully, keep it from returning. Other than the discomfort that comes from four surgeries this year, I have felt pretty well physically. Emotionally, it has been a roller coaster. And while the first radiation treatment was a bear, I only need three, and the second was much easier. I will be finished after tomorrow. The timing on this painting challenge was perfect.
And there I sat. Feeling insecure in what is my passion. Had I changed? Could I still art?
Returning to my beginnings, I took a deep breath, asked the Great Creator for guidance for my heart, my head and my hands and I picked up my trusty “butter” brush.
I’m positive I’ve changed. But I’m back to tell you I “arted” today. Did you?