When I was 22, I gave birth to a healthy spirited boy. At the time, I still had a “mystery” disorder, which included lower body muscle atrophy, seizures, fatigue and weakness. It had started when I was 16 and I was told by my neurologist that I might not live til I was 30. But I am lucky and I am hard-headed, although my diagnosis is transverse myelitis abnormal. (I love that it’s in my medical records that I’m abnormal.)
Now some 30 years later, I am celebrating my son’s 30th. Can you imagine how sweet that is?
I wanted to make him something special, so I asked him if he had any kind of animal totem or symbol or spirit that he identified with. Nope. He’s much more grounded and practical than I am. After a few more questions, he said, “Well, I’ve always liked cats. And robots.”
We had cats the whole time he was growing up and when he was still a crawler, I believe he thought he was a cat. Now we both live in apartments where we don’t want to pay the pet deposit so we have no cats.
So I went into my laboratory and created a cat robot for him. This is painted with acrylics on 8.5 by 11″ canvas pad. On the cat’s thigh, it says “Nice Kitty (c) Acme.” — my nod to all the Looney Toons we enjoyed together. My son has done more for my sense of humor than anything else in life. He also has a keen appreciation for dark stories. So I hope this appeals to all of that. And like me, it lacks proper perspective and is slightly off-kilter.
Art and love will take you amazing places.
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