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Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Drawing again

I'm drawing again.

After I got out of the hospital, I fell into the habit of just crashing in the easy chair and watching TV. I hadn't watched TV regularly in years, so I had some catching up to do.

But eventually, I remembered why I quit watching TV in the first place. It just depresses the hell out of me. It's not the content, although the content is certainly dismal, for the most part. The problem is that it's so passive. You just lay there in the recliner, letting this stuff bleat at you. I need to be intellectually stimulated. I need to interact, not just lie there. Art and web surfing give me interaction and intellectual stimulation.

So now I’m drawing again, as my health allows. And I feel better emotionally and mentally for doing it.

What this means for you is that there are going to be more pages of Cavegirl Combat. I hope to have several ready in a couple of weeks.

At this point in my illness, about one-fourth of sufferers are already dead. Except for the effects of chemotherapy, I’m leading a fairly normal life. But the long-term survival rate — past five years or so — is almost zero. While I feel pretty good now, I could start going downhill very suddenly and very quickly. I hope to have a lot more art for you before that happens.

5 comments:

  1. If sharing your creations (of any type) helps you improve and cope, then we all deeply appreciate your efforts.

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  2. My apologies, sir, but I feel compelled to post this to you:

    Out of the night that covers me,
    Black as the pit from pole to pole,
    I thank whatever gods may be
    For my unconquerable soul.

    In the fell clutch of circumstance
    I have not winced nor cried aloud.
    Under the bludgeonings of chance
    My head is bloody, but unbowed.

    Beyond this place of wrath and tears
    Looms but the Horror of the shade,
    And yet the menace of the years
    Finds and shall find me unafraid.

    It matters not how strait the gate,
    How charged with punishments the scroll.
    I am the master of my fate:
    I am the captain of my soul.

    Do what you must, live how you must.

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  3. Glad to hear you're up and about. That you can draw again is a very good sign that your energy is returning.
    Today is a good day!

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  4. Today is a good day...one day at a time.

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