|Mug from Yolanda|
|Mug From Mary|
Added to all that I got back into the Cuppa With Friends Project as part of ICAD. I started this two years ago and was in the middle of loving every minute of painting up peoples' cups and mugs when I was diagnosed with advanced breast cancer and faced those initial awful, scary weeks of tests, operations and all that. It was all pretty horrifying as you can imagine and the project fell by the wayside. I have tried to get back into it a few times since then, and every time I have done a few it stirred all those memories up all over again and being the shallow pool that I am I just moved onto other things rather than deal with it all, but I am feeling so great and life is very very good so I figured it was time to dive in again.
|Teacup from Robyn|
The first few were a bit of a task and I sort of did them at the end of the day, but as I am getting into the swing again and cup and mug paintings are starting to accumulate on my desk in a satisfying pile, I am finding I am just enjoying it all. I even managed to start the day with one today which is at the top of this post, and it didn't make me think anything other than extreme pleasure. The mug is from one of the members of my class called Yolanda, who just this last week or so has faced her own cancer battles and is dealing with it all with grace and creativity, and quite frankly is inspiring.
|Mugs from Arnoldo, Tracey and Susie|
Throw in some mugs from people like Arnoldo, who not only had sent in a glorious pun mug, but who also wrote about vulnerability so eloquently on his blog last week that it started me thinking about dealing with some of this, painting the mug of fellow survivor and friend, Carol. Plus others who are just from people who I admire and like, and who have awesome taste in mugs and cups.
|from top... Katie, Jill and Carol|
So all good and positive, but then the book A World of Artist Journal pages by Dawn Devries Sokol arrived and I sort of plunged back into a bit of a mini funk. My work is in there... just a single image,but I painted the page and sent it in during treatment, which was quite the task. At the time it was really positive because it gave me things to focus on when I was deep in the horrible chemo, but when I thought of that page post treatment I thought of the cancer and quite frankly it doesn't even look that much like my work. I have actually been avoiding buying it for just that reason. which is a bit wimpy really but then a friend bought it and emailed me to say how wonderful my page was, and that it was just where I was at the time, and I am not there now and it is something I should be proud of, not just because my work was in a book, but also because it represented how far I have come. I have some pretty awesome and wise friends I have to say. So the book was ordered in a wave of pep talk induced bravery.
I am so completely and utterly blessed it isn't funny
happy painting all...xx