Adversity, they say, often leads to innovation. But when that adversity hits close to home, or rather, close to your arm, the real challenge begins. As a painter, I’ve always trusted my hands and shoulders to breathe life into my visions. Every brush stroke, every blend of colour relied on their synchrony. But a casual weekend retreat threw an unexpected curveball my way.
At a friend’s urging, after noticing my discomfort, I decided to consult a medical expert. My diagnosis led me to a renowned shoulder injury specialist based in Melbourne. With a mix of anxiety and hope, I learned that I needed a procedure termed subacromial decompression. While the terminology was new, the implications were crystal clear: my art and passion would have to take a back seat.
Initially, there was frustration. The blank canvases in my studio seemed to mock me. Yet, as days went by, an epiphany struck. Art isn’t just about hands on the canvas; it’s about expression and soul. So, why not explore new avenues? After all, I couldn’t let my need for subacromial decompression stop me from doing what I love!
That’s when my experimentation phase began. I tried my non-dominant hand, and to my astonishment, I was creating raw, unconventional art. I started using other tools that required minimal shoulder effort. Sponges, palette knives, even digital mediums became my allies. This was a journey of self-discovery in more ways than one.
Embracing these challenges not only broadened my artistic horizon but fortified my spirit. The paintings I created during this period held more than just colours. They echoed my perseverance, resilience, and undying love for art. Even as my shoulder began its healing process, my artistic soul had already healed, transformed, and grown.
In the end, as I reflect, this phase taught me that life, much like a canvas, will always have its share of unexpected twists. It’s up to us to pick the right colours and turn it into a masterpiece.