Dear Life, Anyone interested in 20th Century Pop Art and Culture, this series on Netflix is a compelling documentary. I lived in the East Village during the 1980’s. Thankfully, I fell into sobriety before the drug and alternative life style of the art world killed me. It hurt many including Warhol, Basquiat, and Haring, as it gave rise to an art movement and AIDS. Grateful to be alive.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose

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Dear Life, The medical appointments do not stop because it’s the weekend. Oh no. I’ll be at Christus Hospital at 12:30pm for an Echocardiogram. Yesterday I mailed in the heart monitor I wore for two weeks. My heart is beating perfectly as far as I can tell but its getting checked because the oncologist heard “something”. Nothing goes unchecked when you are in a Clinical Trial. At 2:00pm, I look forward to seeing my game group and playing Aggravation. Game On and Heart Ready!
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose

Dear Life, I have spent two years dealing with health issues and life with cancer. A lot goes on within my thoughts and feelings that needs to be sorted, processed, and ultimately, released. The investigation is crucial to living a whole and satisfying life not defined by cancer and prognosis. Bigger questions come into play: Am I honoring my needs and being kind to myself? Am I honoring the needs of others? What impact do people, places, and things have on my mind and body? Stress? Joy? How am I expressing myself creatively? What are my dreams and heart’s desires? I live into the answers a day at a time.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose

Dear Life, Here’s a view from the work table at home. Collage and paint materials are easy to access. I also have a great view of my Crosstrek. Yesterday I went to Subaru to ask a few questions. Dino, my salesperson, looked at my speedometer, 221 miles, and said to me, “Why did you buy a new car? You don’t go anywhere! Take a drive, Pamela.” I’ve had the car three weeks and he’s absolutely right! I need to pull my head out of the medical stuff and working in the studio. Clear my thoughts while putting some miles on my new wheels.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose

Dear Life, As I dream of warm temperatures, 4″ snow piled up in the wee hours. Ah, we need the precipitation. Sun is already shining so a big melt is ahead. Glad my dermatologist appointment was yesterday. Skin repair began. Regenerating and rejuvenating.
My Body is a Miracle.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose

Dear Life, Furniture was moved around and ready for painting. Feels good to change things up. There is more space to move around plus I can see the beautiful wood floor. It will be covered in a drop cloth while I paint. I’ve also applied for a studio with Vital Spaces at the Outlet Center out near I-25. Expanding horizons as my energy returns. Stem Cell Replacement took it out of me. 100% fatigue is a walk in the forest that takes time to come out of. Glad to be seeing the light and feeling the energy of LIFE!
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose

Dear Life, When I moved into my new home in October, there was a bird’s nest in the rafters of the portal. I felt this was a positive sign of LIFE. The birds have returned and are adding to their nest. As they work, so do I. Furniture will be moved around in the studio today and a painting wall will be set up. I am excited to be in this process, creative and spiritual. Faith is belief in things unseen. I am preparing for new experiences. Today, is also my last day of chemo meds in this 7-day round. There is light!
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose

Dear Life, Every season begins a 90 day increment of living with new or modified intentions. This Spring, I am re-arranging my home studio after living and working here for 6 months. Just like the birds that have built and added on to the nest outside my front door, I’m ready to expand my daily art practices. What better time than Spring to clear, reorganize, and begin anew. Watch for the upcoming photos of the changes…
and hopefully baby birds!
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose

Dear Life, Yesterday after feeling gratitude for all the people that help me, I felt angry about having cancer. The common scary thoughts associated with cancer ran through my brain: Why me? What did I do to cause this? Am I doing everything I can to get better? I hate the meds and fatigue! Will I get well? I’m afraid! I don’t want to die any time soon. However this is not a runaway train. I’ve learned a thing or two about my brain and thinking. Neural pathways can be rerouted. New tracks laid. Thoughts can be released and redirected to change the course of their trip.
I see a much brighter day outside the window of my brain today.
Yours Truly, Pamela Rose