I had considered myself so much as deformed at times, and I times I have been. I realize now I only have minor scars.

I’m doing more sketching lately, on the blank pages in between work projects. I’ve found the only way to trick myself into having fun drawing a convenience store is to let myself also draw whatever I else wanted. What came out today was a dark meditation of my pain! How Gothic~!  This is a journal type sketch of all my worst physical injuries, minus a few broken bones and concussions, with a scoop of embellishment.

And while drawing some parts still frightened me in a familiar way, I also found it soothing. Because I have healed. And I remember how resilient a body can be.

Posted February 2010