"I awoke in the glade"
50 x 50 cm
Oil on canvas
2025
I awoke in the glade, amongst all life waiting patiently for me there.
The blades of grass and damp earth beneath me, the sun filtering in through my heavy eyelids.
I realized I was crying.
How long had I slept there? In the glade?
How many days, months, years, asleep though every rain and every fire. Asleep through the dark that seemed to last forever, until finally the starlings and daisies bobbing and soft rose petals heralded the day.
I have waited so long for the day.
I have waited so long for the light.
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This painting is an ode to rebirth. One of the most stunning aspects of surviving cancer is feeling reborn. Each thing I do now, each challenge, every action, feels like the first time. I have been on this planet for more than a century, yet I suddenly find myself a tiny baby, looking on with wonder, newness, and often fear.
It is no wonder every person I meet exclaims that I look like a child!
This painting is totally beautiful. A poem.
As of this writing, "I awoke in the glade" is available in the Italy Studio.
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