Looking back on these sketches I’m finding it hard to believe the first was done just eight days ago. It’s been a long week.
For anyone who doesn’t already know, I have macular dystrophy. A genetic condition which means my central vision is deteriorating. I’ve been living with it for years without too much inconvenience despite having virtually no central vision in my left eye, but from time to time a period of adjustment is needed as I notice a new part of my sight is affected. Last week was one of those periods.
I won’t bore you with a detailed breakdown of my emotional processes but, as you might imagine, these are moments of fright, anxiety and vulnerability which take a few days to bring under control. I find the best way to do that is just to sit down and paint or draw, and those negative feelings are slowly pushed out by the simple pleasure of creating.
Sight loss sucks. it’s taking away something that I love, but it has made me incredibly grateful for what remains. I’ve never enjoyed my work more.
Here’s what I did this week.