I drew this when my shoulders were mostly paralyzed and I could not move more than a few inches. As a result, the original was only a few inches high, rigid and filled with the tension and stress of my infirmity. The final, fabric version was transformed into a totem of my improving health after I recovered. Through this journey, I felt like I was reaching out to the spirit world to help me survive and release me from my paralysis.
After an evening spent with people who are very different from me and who have contrasting expectations of themselves – and of me – I created this piece in my exasperation and my desire for acceptance.
I finally am a sybarite: I want all of my senses turned on, tuned up, fed, and watered as often as possible. The various sections of the piece represent my different senses, lit up and happily responding to the universe into which I have been born. I am so happy I was born a synesthete!!!