Little Gardens for Invalids

When you’re sick and you think you might be getting bad news, it’s amazing what you can convince yourself not to do. Truly amazing.

I talked to A. about this last night, in pain and teary-eyed, and he said, super gently, “Stop putting your life on hold. There’s no reason for you to stop drawing, to stop creating.”

What a freaking revelation, seriously. I think I’ve been actively denying myself my normal coping mechanisms (drawing, writing, talking to long-distance pals) because I’ve been all, “Oh, I’ll just wait until after I get my diagnosis.” Don’t ask me why this made/makes sense, because I just don’t know.

So, yep. Gonna try to keep holding myself accountable and responsible for my actions and not writing everything off just because I’m a sicky. Feel free to hold me to that.

(Above: Itty-bitty linocuts I did a coupla months ago. Pen, scissors, glue: holy trinity of zinesters everywhere.)

Day Ten: Something You Couldn’t Live Without.

I puzzled over this one for awhile. Umm…sammiches? Homemade lemonade? A place to live?

But I guess what this day’s challenge is really about is this: What keeps you going? What makes your life worth living?

(COOOORNBALLAH)

And for me, it’s making things. With pens, with paper and glue. With a needle and thread or a sheet of felt. That’s what I friggin love to do!

By the way, A. & I were dog-sittin’ for the past week, so we’ve had precious little time back at our apartment for scanner-fiddlin’. Working on it! For now, you gotta take these shitty phone pictures! So sorry.