My Medical Window

This particular artwork represents a small daunting hospital window. Purposely built off centred to give that creepy vibe look with the chicken wire attached. It's almost like an out back country, aussie vibe.

The hand coming through is, in fact, a doctor's / Nurses surgical glove. Holding what is, in fact, the last untouched healthy artery from my body. (Just my imagination, not real). I've exaggerated on this because my body seems to always be sick of late.
The red permanent texta represents a heartbeat becoming overly stressed before what seems to be a flat line. (No I'm not dying).
This is nothing short of a bitter, sad story of some autoimmune life's that some live on a daily basis. Always giving. And most times, I just forever feel defeated by the many invisible diseases hidden within me.

For a while, I felt like my body just kept giving to the hospital or to my GP. And it forgot to give to me. My body started to give up on me, and I saw more surgical gloves than I could possibly count. I didn't initially see arteries, but I saw my fare share of blood come from my body that had me question many things. Even life itself!

I'm ok. I'll forever be a fighter! I do live with various amounts of diseases and multiple sclerosis as I openly talk about, being my main autoimmune and disability, at times. Art is my outlet and my zen space. It makes my heart smile and keeps my mind busy. This new health issue has me in a lot of pain, and I'm sure I'll see much more of these dreaded gloves. At least mine looks nice and shiny and doesn't smell like hospital, haha!