visceral

They say an artist often uses their medium to channel  feelings, emotions, experiences. That art offers catharsis in times of duress.

This piece is my creative catharsis during a particularly spectacular bout of physical pain. Forget the emotional pain. I’m talking chronic… physical… pain…

Pain that sits so deep within my abdomen, I swear Hieronymus Bosch and company had set up camp. Neuropathic pain that pulses up and down my legs, neck and shoulders causing my body to arch when     sensory roulette that visits random body parts at inconvenient times. All part of the pain party that my life has become. 

I’m thankful in a way:I’m thankful in a way:

Without this painWithout this pain anguish of endometriosis, the suffering of arthritis, the erosion of age… 

Without this painWithout this pain

Without this painWithout this pain

Without this painWithout this pain

Without this painWithout this pain

Without this painWithout this pain my friends who help me hold the pieces together

Without this painWithout this pain

Ok, now that I’ve got that out of my system, time to return to normal!

Leather, copper, ceramic, blood, sweat and tears…