Waiting. So much of the day in a nursing home is spent in a state of passive waiting. Ambition and intentions have been replaced with... patience? Resignation is probably more accurate, equal parts dignity and anxiety.
Thursday, October 19, 2006
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This gentleman caught my eye and touched my heart. He looks as if he could use a friend. . . someone to listen to his tales of long ago . . . someone to touch his hand or pat his shoulder. You have captured him well, Julie. I feel his pain and his lonliness.
Lovely work, tender. I always feel for only children at this stage in one's life.
Wonderful sketches. My mother is frail with dementia but still at home with my father.
WOW Julie, just saw your message on the EDM forum. This work is gorgeous! I'm quite new to this too and I agree this is a very supportive group, in fact I've been quite overwhelmed by the response I've had to my blog. I love your style, and can't wait to see more.
What an excellent idea to keep a journal of this time!! Your work is absolutely fabulous, you've certainly captured the spirit of these people. I'm in awe.
Welcome to the EDM group and Welcome to the world of Blogging.
Your idea of sketching this time in both your lives is super! I had to go through the same thing with my Mom and wish I had started drawing then. I only came to drawing as a means of getting out of my depression after Mom died.
You do really nice work. I'm so happy you posted these drawings; they bring back a time of bittersweet memories more profoundly for me.
Julie, you have done these so beautifully. They are full of compassion. My mom passed away in 2003, and she was in a similar situation. These take me back to that time. The posture, and all the character lines in their faces, and yes, the wrinkles!
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