About Project

On November 25th, I faced one of my darkest fears. 

For most of my adult life, I’ve wondered why my Dad didn’t get his colon cancer symptoms checked by a doctor. In hindsight, a simple check-up would have saved his life. 

That check-up never happened. For years, I wondered why. 

The question stirred up a lot more questions inside of me. Many of these questions will never find their answer. 

Turning 31, it was time to schedule my first colonoscopy. I had been putting off the procedure for over a year, in spite of having symptoms that warranted a check-up.

The morning of the 29th, I sat in a hospital bed and reconnected with my Dad. The part of him that didn’t want to go to his check-up. As the tears fell, I told him I would learn from his lessons and get myself checked out. 

This piece is symbolic of that day. 

On the right half of the canvas is the dark outline of my Dad. Cradled inside of his outline is a figure of a man (me) sitting upright in a hospital bed, holding his right arm out to receive an IV. 

Inside of the man’s chest is the image of a small infant – symbolic of the inner child that carries both our deepest fears and sources of strength.