I might have stated once or twice before in my writing that I was a bit of a nerd when I was growing up. I was definitely not a “cool” teenager – nor am I a cool adult. If the category existed, someone might have labeled me a “nerdy-jock” because I was athletic but also focused on academic achievement. A lot of reading and studying balanced the sports I played, and practiced for hours, and I participated in other extra-curricular activities that “cool kids” would never join like band, public speaking, debating, and creative writing. In some of the spare time I had, I explored other solitary creative pursuits like writing poetry, drawing, and calligraphy.
I’m not sure what sparked my interest in calligraphy, but I do remember buying my first kit that had a pen with varying nib sizes and dark blue ink cartridges. I used to sit in my room practicing how to write with that pen for hours on end. I sometimes wrote my poetry with it to give it a unique and slightly aged look. I gave copies of my poems, written on coloured paper in calligraphy, to my friends and family as gifts. Sometimes my family would ask me to use my “fancy writing” to write up tags on presents or cards. Unfortunately, like so many of the creative things I did when I was younger, calligraphy fell off the list of things I enjoyed doing.
Lately, as I’ve been reconnecting with my creative self, my interest in typography – the design of lettering and typeface, which for me includes calligraphy, has resurfaced. Countless tutorials are available online that teach the basics of lettering from drawing simple lines and shapes to ornate Gothic fonts. It’s wonderful to see the broad range of resources available to anyone interested in typography as a hobby or on a professional level. It’s even more wonderful to know that something I might have been laughed at for having an interest in as a teenager now has a cool factor.
One of the people making calligraphy cool is Seb Lester. He is an English artist, type designer, and calligrapher. Videos of his work have gone viral. A few nights ago, while I was unable to sleep – again, I stumbled upon one of those videos that I had seen before but never paid attention to who the artist was or the significance of how he is exposing droves of people all over the world to an old art form in such an interesting way. The fascinating thing about his work is that he is able to create beautiful works with incredible precision without any specialized tools. He relies on the steadiness of his hands and his pens. The video below is a quick look at his talent for reproducing some of the most recognizable logos in the world.
Seb Lester – Hand Drawn Logos
Seb Lester has more than one million fans across social media. I’m one of them now. In a few weeks, I’ll also be the proud owner of one of his stunning prints, titled ‘First Time Ever’; and I’ll never think of my love for calligraphy as uncool ever again.
I’m just realizing that I spent the better part of the past month in a low emotional valley. The failure of my acupuncture treatment hit me hard. I know this because of the smatterings of energy I managed to invest in anything that resembled something creative, including how little I wrote. The recovery from the pain flare up caused by the acupuncture has been slow – I haven’t been able to reduce the doses of my pain medications. The frustration and disappointment of another treatment that doesn’t work for me is becoming hard to bear. As much as I try being positive, the melancholy found its way in and decided to hang around as I drank copious amounts of tea and binge watched TV while sleep eluded me most nights.
My uninvited guest sapped me of so much energy that I became too tired to sleep. Too tired to feed myself properly, and barely able to meet the few commitments I made to family and friends. The strange thing is while this was happening I didn’t recognize it because I was still moving, still breathing, and still feeling pain. I’m not numb, but I was enveloped by whatever the opposite of being mindful and aware of oneself might be. Then, this morning, as I turned the corner on another sleep-deprived night I flipped through a few pages of my art/gratitude journal and saw how little my brain and hands have produced because of my low energy and sinking emotions.
What was I trying to find in the pages of a sketchbook at 6:45 on a Saturday morning? I was looking for a blank space to teach myself how to draw a new, to me, Zentangle pattern. The space was easy to find because, as I said, I haven’t done a lot of creating lately. I keep saying that I’m teaching myself how to draw. However, at the rate I’m going I may not reach that goal. I have the books and the art supplies I need, but without motivation and a positive mood, that amounts to a lot of blank paper and unused pens, pencils and paint.
I noticed that the time I spend in these emotional valleys seems to be getting longer each time and my awareness of that space is losing its sharpness. This morning, wanting to draw a new combination of lines alerted me to the presence of the current valley. I wanted to connect with one of the things that help to stop me from falling down the steep slopes and that desire, that smallest of desires, pulled me upward.
Last night, while sleep stayed far away from me, I spent time on Adele Bruno’s website Tickled to Tangle. She’s a Certified Zentangle Teacher (CZT) from whose posts I’m learning a lot. She writes a series called “Tips for Tangling” where she shares great step-by-step information about how to draw Zentangle patterns that makes drawing them a lot easier. Because of her posts, I’m becoming more comfortable and confident about drawing in ink and not worrying about making mistakes. After all, in Zentangle there are no mistakes. It was one of her posts that made me reach for my sketchbook: Tangling Radiant Sooflowers. I wanted to try creating my own radiant drawing but I first needed to learn the tangle pattern, Sooflowers created by LiviaChua, which luckily wasn’t at all difficult. After a quick practice, I worked on my tile and made one change to customize it. Instead of stippling the white spaces with dots, I filled them with small Tipple circles.
Sooflowers – Livia Chua
Radiant Sooflowers – Inspired by Adele Bruno (CZT)
My tired eyes and shaky hands aside, I’m happy with the result. I’m also happy that although I didn’t sleep at all last night, Adele Bruno’s creativity alerted my awareness to my low emotional valley and inspired me to start climbing out.
I survived my first acupuncture treatment. I know that sounds dramatic, but I did have to sign a consent form and waive my right to sue the hospital and all staff if I had any negative reactions before my pain specialist started the treatment. Besides, once I outline what happened, that I characterize the outcome as survival might not sound far-fetched. After I signed the consent form, my pain specialist and the assisting nurse outlined all the possible known negative reactions I could experience during and after the treatment. The intention was to place ten acupuncture needles in my lower back close to my tailbone radiating outward to my hips, and more needles in other areas of my body. Because I can no longer lie comfortably on my stomach, we had to figure out the best position for me to lie down on the table to prevent me from moving during the treatment. The best position turned out to be lying on my left side with my right leg bent at the knee and supported by a pillow. I had another pillow placed under my head and both arms stretched in front of me – reading that back it sounds more complicated than it was. In anticipation of the bright lights of the treatment room, I brought a sleep mask with me that I put on to create a more relaxing mood.
With me lying steadily in place on the table, my pain specialist moved my clothes aside to get access to the bare skin of my lower back. She spoke to me as she started to insert the needles asking if they were causing too much pain as she placed them. Unfortunately, even though she didn’t insert them too deeply, the pain of each needle she put under the skin close to my tailbone was unbearable. After she inserted the fifth needle in the flesh close to my right hip, she decided not to put anymore into my back. I’m glad she stopped because I’m not sure I could have handled the pain of five more needles. My pain specialist placed the sixth and seventh needles on the backs of each of my hands in the soft pad between my thumbs and index fingers. The nurse set a timer for ten minutes, and then it was lights out.
During the first ten minutes, as I was lying on the table in the semi-darkness, I could feel an intense, tingling sensation radiating from each needle in my back and hands. It was uncomfortable and not at all like past soothing acupuncture treatments. When the timer went off the nurse came back to the treatment room to adjust, or as she said “twizzle” each needle. She set the timer for another ten minutes and left me alone in the dimmed room once more. The discomfort from the needles continued to grow. The familiar feeling I get at the beginning of a pain flare up started building in my legs, but there was still time left on the timer. While I waited for the time to run out, I hoped that the removal of the needles would ease the discomfort.
At the end of the twenty-minute treatment, my pain specialist returned to remove the needles. She delicately plucked each fine, silver sliver of metal from under my skin, and the nurse used cotton pads to dab blood away from some of the insertion points. My pain specialist told me to sit up slowly. As I sat up, a wave of nausea hit my stomach. I wanted to vomit. I sat still for a moment then tried to stand up. I felt dizzy. I had to sit back on the table. The nurse and my pain specialist were very concerned and made me lie back down for about 30 minutes. When I finally felt steady enough to stand up, the nurse said she could tell that I felt better because the colour had returned to my face. However, there was still concern that I might need more medical attention. She told me that if the nausea and dizziness continued or worsened that I should go to the emergency room.
As the day progressed, the nausea and dizziness started to fade slowly, but the pain flare up that followed was as unbelievable as it was unexpected. For the first week following that treatment, I had soreness in the areas where my doctor placed the needles; tingling in my hands and the soles of my feet; that tingling turned into fiery pain from the soles of both my feet all the way up to my pelvis and lower back, and I felt exhausted. I couldn’t sit comfortably and standing or moving around made the pain worse. I tried massaging the arches of my feet, my ankles and thighs but the added friction made the burning pain worse. Even my hands tingled, although I only had a single needle placed in each one. By the time I went back to the pain clinic for the second treatment a week later, I was so sore and stiff that my pain specialist decided against more acupuncture and had to increase the doses of my pain medications to help me cope with the pain. She also expressed surprise that I returned for another treatment and told me she hadn’t expected me to make it to the appointment because of the shape I was in after the first session, and how much pain I was still in while meeting with her. Even though I was still in so much pain, it never occurred to me to cancel the treatment.
It’s been a month since I had that acupuncture treatment and my pain is just getting back to a level where I can cope, even with the higher doses of pain medications. Because I had positive experiences with acupuncture in the past, this outcome came as a real shock to me. I knew that it was possible to feel some nausea and dizziness afterwards, but I wasn’t prepared for the intensity of what I experienced. Since going through this I found AcuTake, an online publication that provides information about acupuncture. According to an article on the site, “7 Acupuncture Side Effects That Are Normal”, one of the potential side effects is “worse symptoms” or what “is sometimes referred to as a healing crisis” because acupuncture “awakens your self-healing capabilities” and “can cause not only an exacerbation of current symptoms but also the recurrence of previous ailments that had been dormant.” The article further states, “The good news about this side effect is that it’s a sign that things are moving. In the case of acupuncture, this means that the primary objective is being met. That is, you are starting to transition on multiple levels from stuck to unstuck.”
I don’t know how true it is that I have to feel worse before I get better, but I have a follow-up appointment scheduled with my pain specialist in about two weeks and we’ll definitely have a conversation about whether the agony that comes with acupuncture will benefit me in the long run.
My Small Surrenders 