Alive and thinking
Doug Wright -
I am doing well, sailing through seas that vary in roughness. I had a CT scan a week and a half ago that showed a lot of disease in my lungs, especially my left, but alsoa little aeration in the upper lobe that had not appeared before, which is encouraging. My prinicipal challenge is fatigue, which I'm trying to overcome with diet and mild exercise. My skin has responded to the chemo very badly, with a grotesque rash that bleeds, and extremely dry sensitive skin all over my body. Tomorrow we'll try to figure out what to do about that.
I continue writing, thinking, and driving. I just visited southern California and saw Paul, met some interesting people, as well as two friends I had not seen for twenty years. I also visited the Olive Tree. http://movingarts.us/poetry-olive.html
I keep engaging (annoying) people by getting them to play "Wordwright", in which one person generates 15 to 20 random words and the other has to write something coherent from it. It's a fantasitc creative exercise. I think we'll blog it.
I am supported by friends who visit me and help me in various ways. When I go for a period of days without seeing friends, I don't do so well physically and mentally. So please don't hesitate to call and we'll have some pastry and play with words.
I'm going to adjust my living arrangements so I can continue work on my large canvas. I'm excited about drawing and have returned to drawing the figure, which is I where I began in art.
I start teaching Wednesday. I can't wait.
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This is Tawnya (Miles Fuller's friend). We met a month or so ago when your BFF(!)Paul was out shooting the documentary about you. I just watched it and loved it. It was so straightforward and honest and beautiful. I absolutely loved meeting you and think it's high time we went to The Bakery for some pastries. Email me when you're feeling up to it! tawnya.m.mosier@gmail.com
Love,
Tawnya
here's my contribution to Wordwright, list supplied by Doug.
proximity -
festoon -
lupine -
crenulate -
folly -
snuff
fastidious -
implode -
twine (n or v) -
cacophony -
swindle -
throttle (n or v) -
paisley -
encroach -
quisling -
rotate -
Fastidious sleep tendrils twined around my warm limbs and festooned my brain like a crenulated paisley folly. It was some lupine hour when my quisling neighbor rotated the throttle on his Harley and snuffed out sleep. A ratcheting cacophony imploded in the proximity of my skull, encroached on my inner space and swindled me out of my final sweet moments of unconsciousness.
Chris LeCluyse posted your video on his FB, and I watched it. It moved me very much. I will pray for you, as I'm sure many others are doing also.
Therese