Feedback from my friends on this drawing challenge topic ‘horror’, listed feelings of loss from losing a child, or the mere possibility of losing a child being horrific. others listed intruders invading their home or having to rush a sick child to the ER not knowing what was wrong. Another friend of mine who lost her father to cancer (he caught it late in the stage and had a very painful process in leaving this life) said this, which struck my heart:

it’s funny because i dont consider cancer itself horrific. Left untreated, it kills undetected for quite some time and when it finally shows its ugly face, the death is rather quick and there is not that much suffering. It’s watching the person you love fight with everything they have just to be around you longer. That suffering, the selfless suffering of the person undergoing treatment is horrible. I would never ask my loved one to suffer like that because the person thinks i want them there longer.”

With all that in mind, the thought of losing a child, and losing a loved one to cancer… the heartache involved, I did a quick search and came across this article of two parents who watched their child slowly leave this life enduring the horrific disease of leukemia. Watching the video and seeing the pictures – I couldn’t hold back my tears… my heart was swelling with sympathy for that family – and all other families who have had to endure similar situations :'( My heart goes out to you all! ♥ :'(

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About the Artist

I am an advocate first, and an artist second. My paintings create visual comfort-- spaces where grief, hope, and healing can live together without apology...

I paint what matters most: the people you cherish, the moments that shaped you, the feelings that need witness. Through art, your most precious memories move outside of you and into your home, where they can be held, seen, and never forgotten.

My work is rooted in three commitments: honoring the experiences of indigenous communities and the history of the land we inhabit; creating safe space for children and women whose voices have been silenced; and recording the honest truth of lived experience-- both my own and that of those who came before me. I believe art has the power to tell stories that words alone cannot, and to preserve what must not be lost or forgotten. I believe that all that we know about ourselves is because Art has preserved those stories throughout history, outliving those who created it.

When you encounter my work, I hope you find yourself in it-- not as escape, but as recognition. I hope it reminds you that your feelings matter, that your story deserves to be held, and that compassion and truth are still worth carrying forward.

Art is the voice that speaks honestly through the heart. 💝🪷