it was the first summer after my mastectomy and i soon realized that the luxary of wearing layers was disappearing. One night in that twilight between wake and sleep i decided, without evaluation, to have a henna drawing placed upon the landscape where my breast had once been. it wasn't an effort to veil the history... but an effort to reinvent my perspective, language and relationship with this fragile yet powerful piece of body realestate.
Tuesday, May 1, 2007
re-invention.
it was the first summer after my mastectomy and i soon realized that the luxary of wearing layers was disappearing. One night in that twilight between wake and sleep i decided, without evaluation, to have a henna drawing placed upon the landscape where my breast had once been. it wasn't an effort to veil the history... but an effort to reinvent my perspective, language and relationship with this fragile yet powerful piece of body realestate.
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When I was bald for the second time (Taxol), I decided to get a henna tattoo on my head. It was a wonderful mandala, and I loved it. Unfortunately I can't find any photos to post.
Here's the link to what I wrote about it:
http://www.assertivepatient.com/2007/04/going_bald_iii_1.html
That is a beautiful photo of your tattoo. Henna is such a great color to put on skin, much better than permanent tattoos, I think.
Jeanne
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