Dear Life, I worked on a book project, FLOWERS, by Virginia Dwan and her curator, Anne Kovach, for years that was published by Radius Books in 2018. Virginia and I traveled throughout the country to Federal Military Cemeteries and she photographed the graves. Her title was simply FLOWERS and the only text is Pete Seeger’s song tile: “Where have all the flowers gone?” A profound experience reflected upon each Memorial Day. Virginia Dwan is a visionary and humanitarian.
I am grateful for Virginia’s presence and influence in my life.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose

Dear Life, Creativity has served me since a child, banging my mother’s pots and pans to make music, coloring the flocked velvet wallpaper in the bathroom with red lipstick, my first “mural” L5ft x H2ft. Door opened. I was so excited to show parents! Picking violets in spring and arranging them with green leaves around the blossoms to give to my mother, grandmother, aunts. I liked to share my creativity then and still do. Today I’m going “red sable brush” shopping with a dear friend who has supported my art addiction for 40 years. Looking forward to getting out of the house (bed) and our visit. Feeling better.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose

Dear Life, I am considering a move to a new place I have yet to see: a single dwelling with spacious rooms that would accommodate a studio and a two car garage for Blue Angel and my storage. Views, gardens, and some good neighbors always a plus. A place for creative living, solitude, and experiences to inspire my recovery. My place in town is sweet but small. and it’s below another tenant and there’s not much “soundproofing” between our places. So I opening up my “intention” to social media friends and Universal Home Powers that be. And so it is! My body is my first home. Beautiful Home.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose

Dear Life, Cancer treatment can hijack my body and put all the brakes on any plans. Tuesday the immunotherapy injection laid me flat for 36 hours plus counting. Although this is somewhat predictable, it is not easy. The body has to assimilate the medication into my blood stream, muscles, and body. Toast with peanut butter and honey agrees with my upset stomach. I’ve delved into the solitude, reading, being quiet, and sleeping. Body feels a bit more energy today. My mind is above the horizon line of darkness. Cropped photo is from a project in Jan 2019 just after an 11 day stint in the hospital. I have ample practice at this. Bed Patience.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose

Dear Life, The “cloudiness” in my lungs is an inflammation caused by one of the clinical medications multiplying my white cells. Prednisone will clear irritation in time. There is a pause in the infusion treatment. I did receive injection of another immunotherapy drug that is scheduled every 8 weeks. After Cancer Center visit, home to rest. Sleep is a healing energy. Body is responding well to the steroid. Most side effects are gone. I daily affirm the ongoing healing and strength of my body. The cancer is receding.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose

Dear Life, My heart is blasted wide open with the love directed towards me as I begin my 69th Revolution Around the Sun. I feel it and it feels good. A Rainbow Tunnel flooded with color, light, beauty and joy. Stepping into the future with hope is an act of faith one in which I’ve witnessed many walking before me. I pay attention to their movements and decisions then reflect on what is best for my journey. Today will include oncology appointment and immunotherapy injection. Lunch and dinner have been tentatively planned with friends. Studio in the afternoon. Health, Community, Creativity. Grace and Gratitude. Life and Love.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose

Dear Life, This smile came into the world on May 23, 1953 at 3.56pm. I was born with an amazing Life Force that has moved me through 69 revolutions around the sun. And I’ve never been more excited to begin a new cycle. There’s a tingling in my energy (and it ain’t just the steroids) that is growing towards new horizons and dreams. I feel grateful, hopeful, and immensely cared for with love from family, friends, fellowship, and the medical community. We experience this thing called LIFE’S JOURNEY together.
My Spirit thanks your Spirit. Happy Life!
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose

Dear Life, A memorable day with a friend was enjoyed in Abiquiu and El Rito beginning the celebration of my upcoming last year of my 60’s! A new year with new ideas, dreams, intentions, curiosities, inquiries, understandings, perceptions, hopes. A new time of discovery. A season of healing. Opening up space for JOY within and expanding outward into greater horizons. A new chapter of living. It is safe to dream, to open up myself to life. My Life Force is strong. Each day, be present, reflect, connect, create, record my findings, and prepare to do it all again.
My INTENTION for this year is LIVING AND LOVING FULLY.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose

Dear Life, On 05.21.1949, The marriage of Louis Markoya and Rose Toth started the family I was born into. Louis Jr, was born 01.01.1951. I followed on 05.23.1953. My parents and older brother were my first influencers, for better or worse. Loving and complex, as all families, building my bones for life. Dad passed away in July 2014 but Rosie is still rolling strong in her 90’s. Louis is one of the genius artists of our times. And I am grateful for their influence in helping to form the unique person I am today.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose