April is Daffodil Month. This time a year ago, I was a few days away from my second chemotherapy treatment for breast cancer. Gulp. BIG GULP. If I wrote nothing else in this blog, that sentence would be enough. In preparation, I had already snipped my long hair and replaced it with a short sporty cut, reminiscent of my teens. In only days, that short hair would start to fall out in clumps like a husky shedding on a hot spring day. I think the shock of everything brought my partner and I to laughter more times than some would understand. It felt like the humour, or maybe the horror, of the situation crept up on you like uncontrollable giggles in church. The laughter was so cathartic it also brought us closer.
I remember being in the shower a year ago and calling my sweetheart to come to the bathroom. There on the floor of the shower were enough wavy locks to knit yourself a small pet. After a few ridiculous days of doing my best Donald Trump impression, you know, not moving or touching my hair, I gave in and had my head shaved. Not surprisingly, we found a way to laugh through that too. And, as it turned out, I had a great bald head. Who knew.
Over the next year, I posted silly pictures and drew funny art in the hopes that it would let those close to me know I was ok, and maybe my art would get shared and make it’s way to someone in my situation, as well as help them smile for a moment. Of course, what I was/am going through was bound to show up in my artwork.
Today, a year later, I feel so grateful to be healthy and happy. I am so blessed to see life as a glass half full and have a career in art, but there are no words that can say how I feel when I make some laugh with my art, and for a nanosecond, they get to leave reality in the dust.
This is a something I created during that time. Please visit grimm.ca to see much more.
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