CANCER IN THE REARVIEW MIRROR What a bad trip it is … cancer. After seven years I have learned there is a lot of good company to be found among those of us who have survived the journey. I know because I have heard from some of them and have read about many of them,…
Today, February 4th, is World Cancer Day. In recognition I am posting this image of a new piece from my studio. Titled “Hearts and Flowers” it is a celebration of recovery and survivorship. And a thank you for all those that have gone before. Please pay attention and get regular checkups and screenings.
Now that I have mastered the process of posting the manuscript for NOT TO WORRY, I have decided to post it all at this time. In doing so, I will be able to free up my time to continue my regular blurb writing, and move on to new ventures. At the same time, I…
No one can convince me that there is not a miasma that permeates all medical waiting rooms, hospital corridors, and laboratory walls. After my extended stay in all of the above, I have come to realize that much of the effect is caused by abysmal choices of wallpaper, paint, carpet, and upholstery materials. This designer…
Some time ago I finished a book about my adventures in Cancer Land. The book is based on my original email updates, sent out over the course of my treatment for bladder cancer. Many of you felt that the updates should be made available to a wider audience. Indeed I have sent out feelers to…
Memory is an odd thing. After two years, the memory of going through chemotherapy has faded. I certainly recall that it was god-awful, and made me sicker than anyone ever really needs to be. But the actual physical feelings induced by heavy-duty chemicals coursing through my veins … those have faded. Chemo is now really…
It has been a long-drawn-out winter here, and the extreme cold has meant that I have been unable to use oil paints for the duration. Instead I have been exploring a new technique which I refer to as Tesserae. These, like the piece in progress pictured above, are created using old paintings that have been…
Many of you know that I am a bladder cancer survivor. And like many other cancer survivors I live with the dregs of chemo sloshing around in my veins and capillaries. I also live with an Indiana pouch … a neo-bladder made to replace my original model … and it is a daily challenge…