Back on May 7th I did a post titled "Adjustments". One of the drawings there was the precursor to this painting. It was not a linear progression or logical developement from one to the other but an intuitive creation. I explained that it wasn't until the drawing was finished that I recognized it's origins. I'd been thinking about a painting series in which I'd consciously explore the story of my original injury, trying to recall, re-experience and react to the various situations in which I'd found myself 20 years ago. Here pictured are two newly minted paraplegics in the hospital spinal cord injury recovery unit, cut off from past lives and cut from much of our physical selves. I also explained my displeasure with the painting compared to the drawing and at that time did not post it, but now confined to my bed again (Again!) with another wound, I'm posting that painting, the only painting I can "reach" at this time via my laptop. It is tempera on Arches cold press watercolor paper approximately 4x7 inches. (Once mobile I'll add the drawing here but until then I suggest you check the earlier post for context and comparison)
When first injured I faced my new circumstance with a positive outlook, dealing with the losses and "additions", the wheelchairs, catheters, auto hand controls, etc. I didn't see the long term aspects - the atrophied muscles, brittle bones, and fragile skin, - all potential problems, - all land mines! Now I'm abed nursing a deep ulcer, attached to a vacuum pump to speed the healing, trying to avoid new problems posed by long term prone position. If this were a conversation, my good friend Garry would be saying, "You should have thought of that!", - a typically pointed Garry-ism. I know he's joking , but I hear his message.
The subject is "Consequences"! A miss-placed mark or a minor ink spill in a drawing can be dealt with. A major mishap may require trashing the paper and starting anew. If you want, take wild chances in your art. Draw with abandon! Doodle madly! Paint up a storm! But ....... as Capt. Furillo of Hill Street Blues often said, "Let's be careful out there!"