Kaleidoscope is derived from the Ancient Greek (kalos), “beautiful, beauty” (eidos), “that which is seen: form, shape” and (skopeo), “to look to, to examine.” Hence “observation of beautiful forms.”
We are a group of friends, moms, visual artists and photographers from around the world who are passionate about capturing images of the real, the messy and the magical-the wonder of the everyday. Like a kaleidoscope, our photographs are playful and experimental, ever-changing and infused with light and colour. Once a month, we assemble a single mosaic comprised of our collective pictorial tiles, one submitted by each of us, that reflect the shared meaning and beauty in our lives. Be sure to check our Blog to see all of our work.
Unfortunately these images are not of my happy kids running and playing in the sun filled streets like I normally would post, but this is reality and I felt a strong need to document this process.
On January 24th, my Father found out he had a tumor in his pancreas. 5 days later, he was in the hospital in excruciating pain. Had a life threatening biopsy, which proved to be a very aggressive pancreatic cancer. The tumor is inoperable due to its location, and so the battle begins with radiation. These images were taken 2 weeks ago, when I flew home to be with him. They consist of an entire week of ups & downs, X-rays, ultrasounds, exhaustion, and trying to figure out how to control his pain. He has since been released from the hospital and is home resting. He has some good days where you wonder “is he really sick?”, and then come the bad ones which make it hard living so far away. We pray the radiation will shrink the tumor enough..and he fights. It’s an emotional roller coaster for our entire family.
My Father is a former Marine “Oooh Rah”. He fought in Vietnam. There is no giving up, ever. Such a strong man on the inside & out. Walking into his room when I was home slapped me back into reality looking at his things as he had left them, his shoes where he kicked them off..what if he will never wear them again? We take for granted each day that it can wait till tomorrow. What if it can’t?
Amongst all the sadness throughout the week I felt for him as his daughter; there was my daughter, Eva. A bright little light in the corner of the room. She knew I was sad, and would watch me cry from a distance. She would come around for a snuggle or a kiss or a giggle here and there, just as we both needed it. And it warmed my heart :) As for my Mother, she watches him so closely. I don’t quite have the words.. It’s very sad to watch the one you love suffer. I tried to find the silver lining in all of this, I guess it would be that Eva got to play in the snow (and eat it lol) for the first time. That was magical watching her try to figure out what the heck that white stuff was and why it was FREEZING lol!
Enjoy the ones you love. Now.
Semper Fidelis xo