As of June of 2024, I am in treatment for cancer. This has upended my life.
My artwork is dead.
I've shredded all unsold prints and archived the digital original files
on an old hard drive destined for recycling.
I hope to never see them again.
I stand indicted for wasting time with my head down,
mesmerized by the fantasy that could be an artist.
Cancer has shown me the horizon.
I could have spent my limited time heads up in the real world.