The first painting is called, "Mother & Sister." This art piece is of my mother and sister. I took care of my mother for the last three months of her life. It was not only a labor of love, but a privilege. Right before my mother died, my sister visited from Florida to say her goodbyes. This image is my sister sharing a quiet moment with our mother. Little did I know that during that visit, my sister was developing pancreatic cancer. The irony is that just like with my mother, I cared for my sister for the last three months of her life. She died a year and a half after our mother. I still grieve the loss of both my mother and my sister. Memories of our last days together was a gift for me to be cherished and a way to soften my grief. This art piece was extremely helpful in making progress with grieving. It externalized my feelings and I was able to observe and not just to be lead by my emotions.
The second painting is called, "Dr. Greendale and me." It represents the untimely death of my psychiatrist of over ten years. It turned out that Dr. Greendale had Leukemia and never told his patients. It was a terrible blow, considering how much the doctor did for me in dealing with and living through the diagnosis of bipolar disorder. I am still working through this significant loss in my life.
The third painting is called, "Bonnie's Imminent Passing." This art represents the final weeks of life of my sister who passed away 7 months ago from pancreatic cancer. One set of eyes represents Bonnie while she was still alive and the second set of eyes are more sketchy and fading in color. This represents her fading progressively into death. She is surrounded by darkness and the three dimensional plane is beginning to recede into the background as she gets closer to leaving it altogether. Creating this artwork has helped me process the loss of a sister, who in my youth, was a loving caregiver, second only to my mother.
The fourth painting is called, "Loss of Cognitive Functioning." This represents the difficulty I had in seeing my cognitive impairments getting progressively worse with age, stemming from a traumatic brain injury when I was hit by a car at 16 years of age. I had to quit my job as a social worker 5 years ago due to poor memory, lack of organization and inability to complete increasing amounts of paperwork on a consistent basis. Every day I wake up and find myself not going to work, requires me to accept and live through the loss.
David Feingold is a retired social worker, due to significant cognitive impairments stemming from a hit and run accident as a pedestrian. His closed head injury led to temporal lobe epilepsy and bipolar disorder. David believes his mood disorder made his grief work even more challenging. He has a doctorate in Disability Studies, which has helped him understand his own and others' disabilities. He lives in rural Michigan in a simple, one room dwelling, complete with a woodburning stove and a pond in the back yard. It is a perfect environment in which to do his artwork. He has two wonderful adult children--his daughter is a school counselor and his son is a geologist--both have wonderful hearts. If you are interested in seeing more of David's artwork, please follow this link: www.feinart.me