Yesterday a group of portraits arrived from Sudbury for the In Your Face project. They were created by cancer patients and their caregivers. Opening up that envelope with two of my colleagues brought instant silence to the room. I can’t think of a more powerful indication of the basic human need to create. Is the process carthartic, life fulfilling? Does it help us understand? Is it an act of sharing or hope or desperation… or what?
May 17th, 2006