Dealing with what the doctors are saying is a stroke... Spending hours with nothing but time on this hospital bed, All keep thinking about and looking at is the art I've made the last few months. With the diminished ability to move, to feel... there's a whole new layer and dimension added to my art that wasn't there before. Because of this, my Maps and Nomads have much more gravity, weight... it feels as if they are much more critical to my inner self than I realized they could be. No expectations of comments or responding to this. I'm forcing myself to process my thoughts in a more public way. To release all this energy into the world and reflect on the feelings that come back to me.