When you are a parent, a woman...it is very difficult to manage being creative....being a mom...a friend. I am not a very good friend, apparently. But I realize now that its probably not about being a "friend"...granted because we are woman...we can't help but be caddy. Until someone mentions the word "cancer" to you. Now....right now...we are waiting for the results but we also heard the word "beniegn" a lot. so I think it is fine. But point being even there mere thought...possiblity...it puts your brain in a weird place. I am going to try delve in to working. as an artist...my insporation from diffenent things now...but here is a peice I did...its not differnet from anything else I did...however when i was dabbing the round sponge....i was thinking of my family...my sick Grandfather (who has so my illnesses i can't even remember), my Grandmother who passed of lung cancer, and my past friends who have lost the battle with thier illnesses. And here I am...worried about what MIGHT be my diagnoses...i still want to add a phrase or word to this peice...but to know the copper effects are done in memory those lost...makes this piece very special.
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