The website in questions is http://www.askapatient.com/viewrating.asp?drug=20541&name=ARIMIDEX I have also gone to http://askapatient.com to look for patient reactions to other drugs, such as a particular statin, Tamoxafin, and Prevacid. Since I registered my own problems, I have heard from about ten women who have suffered similar side effects to Arimidex–joint problems and aching so severe that one can hardly get out of bed, much less function in life. I didn’t realize that I had registered my email address and was contactable. The women taking Arimidex and wishing they weren’t were agonizing between quality and quantity of life.
Thursday: I begin every day checking my email. Today I get an order from my website for a tapestry bag, a necklace, and a fish print. I haven’t made the bag yet (I’m sold out after Christmas) so have offered to make it to spec and am waiting for a phone call. This client said she’d read my entire blog, including my breast cancer blog, and said she was moved by it. This is a wonderful way to start a day.
When I paint using photographs, it’s obviously important that the painting be a lot better than the photograph, and it’s always been pretty easy to do that. It was harder this time, because this new camera is so good and I set the composition up on PhotoShop, combining three or four photographs, picking out interesting shapes, making sure I had the wonderful age range represented that really is there.
Michael Bell has shown an unusual support and respect for Michigan art and artists. Ellen Wilt, Ann Arbor artist who has twice won the grand prize at the Michigan Watercolor show and Professor Emeritus of art at Eastern Michigan University, once told me that she thinks there’s more originality in Michigan art than in any other state, including New York and California. I like it when Michigan art centers and museums make an effort to balance their exhibits between out-of-state artists and those closer to home.
My September in Costa Rica continues to inspire and so far I like what’s happening with the resulting art. I’m also working on a Bay City snow scene, which I’m not liking very much so far, and a portrait, which so far I do, if I don’t ruin it. That’s one of my frequent mid-project fears: When I’m halfway through a book or a painting, I either love it so much I don’t dare try to finish it, lest I do something to spoil it, or I can’t stand it and want to give up. At times like this I invoke my artist’s mantra: PROFESSIONALS FINISH!
What fun. I wish I were more focused–I like the idea of doing twenty paintings on a theme, which makes for a cool show. I could easily do twenty paintings on Costa Rica, and I might, but meanwhile other ideas pop into my head–a full-length portrait of a beautiful friend whose radiance I find irresistible; or families on a traditional Bay City sledding hill after a pristine, Saturday snow. The colors don’t really go together, nor do the subjects.
I emailed a jpeg of this painting to a friend who’d done the trip with me and remembered this girl as one of the most beautiful children she’d ever seen. The child’s smile had hunger in it, I thought. She’d clearly posed for the tourists before.
Her home was one of many small thatched roof homes surrounded by flowering shrubs and located between the many banana plantations owned by companies like Delmonte and Dole.