I started with the mini primitive portrait on the right (I cannot lie - totally used paint brushes for the portrait) and then grabbed my scrapers and paint to work large and bright and moody in his style. There was a bit of intense frustration I had to get out, and this was exactly what I needed. Bones.
In recent months, I was diagnosed with osteoporosis in my lumbar spine. And not just any old osteoporosis - but the highest rating for fracture risk. My docs panicked, I panicked, and then the reality set in. I've been advised not to run, jump, fall vertically (apparently I can safely fall horizontally?) or do anything strange involving my back. It took some getting used to - the idea that my bones are frail and can break just because it's Tuesday. I've begun rounds of meds which are scary and have nasty side effects, I am ingesting enough calcium to build a whole new human, and I wear ankle weight around the house like they are the newest style in fashion.
I used to be a runner. For years and years, running was what I did for health and sanity. Getting up while it was still dark to log the miles, feeling pure and exhausted when I returned. I also used to be a garage jump-roper - counting a five hundred jumps a day to get in a quick workout and keep my heart healthy. The idea of never again running or jumping rope is truly odd. Grumpily, I have accepted a bike and walking shoes as my forever replacement, and promised myself to learn to embrace them with more enthusiasm.
But here I am, loving the crazy bones in this homage to Basquiat, and quite content with my lot if it allows me to paint every day. And I enjoyed this style enough to perhaps try another in the coming days.
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