Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Diabetes Art Day

I used to draw a lot. When I had time, I did watercolor pencil sketches of landscapes. Mind you, I have absolutely no formal training, but some of them were pretty good. So when I read about Diabetes Art Day, I sharpened my pencil set and tried to set aside some time to draw. Unfortunately, real life intervened :-(

So, in the same vein of thought as Scott, I'm posting diabetes art made one day back in 1983, when I was on day 3 or 4 of my hospitalization for type 1 diabates. I suppose it's technically a textile piece and not a painting/drawing, since the "canvas" is a hospital-issue pillowcase:

I wrote about this piece before; looking at it now, it still resonates. Most of the time, my diabetes is as invisible to others as it was here. Most of the time, I am trying to make others believe I am fine and happy, unaffected by diabetes. (And most of the time, something as simple as my cat does make me happy.) But it's what missing from the picture that really matters. I can see my years of loneliness with this disease, and the isolation I felt as the only type 1 PWD I knew. I see the teenager who spent hours reading, writing and drawing to visit worlds where the physical was unimportant. So thank you, Lee Ann, for inspiring me and others to express these thoughts today.


Michael Hoskins said...

Love the cat! Blast from the past, and it still tells the story for today. Great one. Thanks for sharing,Kathy!

Araby62 (a.k.a. Kathy) said...

Thanks Michael!

Scott K. Johnson said...

I can really identify with the reading, writing, and visiting worlds where the physical is unimportant. I bet many of us do.