I started drawing Liza before the hurricane and when it happened and right before my eyes black water start swallowing cars on streets and wind threw pieces of scaffolding downstairs, and everything looked like cheap imitation of horror movie, and then following days of never ending nightmare with fears, candlelight, darkness and cold, piles of sand and garbage, absence of food and water, - I couldn't draw anymore, it didn't make sense.
On 7th day we got cold water, than light, yesterday internet. We still burning gas on the stove range to get warmer, we still don't have heat and hot water, stores around us still remain closed and struggling to clean up after the hurricane, and car is done. I scribble something on the drawing of Liza, what I saw, what I felt. So here is the drawing.
8 comments:
So glad you are ok, although not complete. I always look for your art on flickr and was hoping you were safe. Take care.....
Have been worried about you -- from Sandy, of course, but also grieving for Liza. A few yrs ago, I lost my own seal-point Siamese at (age 14 plus 9 mos) from cancer. She was most special animal, almost human, and I still grieve. I pray you'll heal but still love. And, that you can continue to recover from Sandy. A double blow, but know we are thinking of you, and keeping you in our hearts. Blessings...
Ah Nikira...Liza is just beautiful and I am so sad for her loss. I am so sorry too for all you are going through with the ramifications of Sandy.
This is such a moving piece created thru adversity. May Liza's love and care from all see you to recovery.
Thank yo very much, Donna, I am almost embarrassed to be in such distress, it is like a huge weight of other people's struggle is on my shoulders and the only way to help is to translate it into drawings.
Thank you very much, Shelly, very hard to agree with living without her, Liza, we also didn't see her as a cat, but a family, almost superior to us, because she knew how to make us happy. In cold nights after the hurricane Sandy struck, I missed her wonderful delicate smell, I wanted to bury my nose into her fur, she knew how to sooth our worries.
Thank you so much, CrimsonLeaves for your support, for your warmth. We got power back today, after another 2 days of cold and darkness. Now I can only hug my tiny Fellini, who is also grieving over her, he is not playing, not running since she left us.
Thank you so much, Trudy, I was also trying to imagine that she somewhere near and loving us the way she always did. And I was glad she didn't go thru all that darkness and despair of hurricane Sandy.
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