But I began to realize: maybe the tool was never the point. Maybe what I needed wasn’t a pencil or stylus, but a new kind of touch.

Among the many myths illuminating the soul’s hidden corners, the Fisher King and the Handless Maiden hold a special resonance for me as a therapist and visual artist.

At its core, the Wounded Healer represents the paradox of transformation through suffering.

Art is more than just a medium for aesthetic expression; it is a powerful therapeutic tool.

Mild symptoms began in my mid-twenties, but AS crept into my life like a frog in cold water placed on a burner—insidiously, relentlessly.