Recurrence and Creativity
I’ve been debating whether or not to discuss this on my blog, but it is very much a part of my life at the moment — and it certainly affects my creativity.
I recently found out that I have had a recurrence of the cancer that I had in 2005. The prognosis is good, but it means 5 weeks of radiation and then surgery to remove the tumor and all its little tentacles. Yuk! Not much fun. It’s both a blessing and a curse to have done this before and know what is coming.
I have certainly been on an emotional roller coaster since receiving my diagnosis. I bet someone has written a book about the emotional stages one goes through, which I imagine are kind of like the stages laid out by Elisabeth Kubler-Ross in her book “On Death and Dying.” There is definitely anger; with me right now there’s lots of it. There is fear and sadness and humility and vulnerability. And this time for me, there is also shame. I know that seems odd, but it’s like I’ve done everything I can to make myself strong and healthy after the last go round and here it comes again anyway. I feel like I’ve failed in some way. I realize that is totally irrational but hey, what can I say.
Since this blog is dedicated to my creative process, I’ve decide to talk about my cancer because it definitely affects me creatively. My mind has been so consumed by doctors and decisions and wildly fluctuating emotions that there is not much room in there for creative inspiration. During my previous bout, I didn’t touch the sewing machine for about six months. I hope that won’t be the case this time and I’m going to consciously try to keep working in the studio. Even if it just means sitting in there and looking at art books.














