Arabella's art and culture with a dash of gas
After enduring chemo and radiation, I went on a brief break when I couldn't take the chemo anymore. I wanted to get to Bermuda as fast as possible. Damn the pandemic! My husband had never been, I had visited as a child and loved it. I was so sick on that flight, throwing-up and trying… Continue reading Moon Walking in Bermuda
Lately things have been weird but good, too. I've gotten quite a bit of press and features which is nice. It's always hard to cut through the noise of media in general, and I never know who sees my work, who reads about it, if they come across it in unexpected places, if they even… Continue reading Paintings in Print (and on 7 inch records)
These past few weeks have marked the first time in almost a year I'm not in some sort of pain. For those who don't know, I am a terminal cancer patient; the cancer is everywhere, I've lost count of the locations, and I've done the hardcore chemo along with hardcore radiation. This isn't my first… Continue reading Essential Beauty Products for Cancer Patients
These days I just assume everyone knows, and that does seem to be the case. My prognosis was months, not years, but even though I was supposed to die in August I am still here. After two more rounds of chemotherapy that has kicked my ass so intensely (even with a break in Hawaii) that… Continue reading Still Here
I just want the pandemic over so I can do things before I am either in a wheelchair or develop neurological issues. Getting treated in a pandemic at a glossy white hospital with new age music playing, and people wearing masks, gives it all dystopian science fiction vibes.
Studying anatomy was never something that I took seriously or practiced much in art school. In fact, I kind of sucked at it. So as a result I've gone with a very mannerist approach with distorting anatomy of my figures here and there. It is all very strange, considering my new fascination the last four… Continue reading Art in Medical Arts: Show It, Don’t Tell It
Arty Farty 