Submitted by Healing Artist on Tuesday, May 27, 2014 - 11:24am
I saw a beautiful young woman standing at a distance from me as I worked. I noticed her watching several interactions. Eventually, I asked if she were an artist--and she approached, barely able to hold herself together, and introduced herself. She was the oldest grandchild and her hero (grandfather...
Submitted by Healing Artist on Tuesday, May 27, 2014 - 11:21am
This morning I put on a gown and gloves and walked into her room in pediatrics. She is 17, two hours away from home and all alone. Now and then she winced in pain, not quite recovered from a recent surgery. “I don’t know what to make”, she said, as I handed her a lump of clay. “Anything you want...
Submitted by Healing Artist on Wednesday, April 30, 2014 - 12:03pm
A simple invitation: “Please write a note of concern on a piece of paper, place the paper in the bowl of water; I will incorporate your notes into the clay boat that is called Hope Floats.
An overflowing response; I often return from working in Pediatrics to see a bowl of notes floating in water...
Submitted by Healing Artist on Monday, April 7, 2014 - 10:56am
I walked into her room in the Pediatric Intensive Care Unit.
“Who are you?” she demanded.
“I’m an artist,” I said.
“Awesome,” she said.
We were off to a good start. I placed a lunch tray upon her lap,
opened a bag of clay and pulled out my toolbox filled with screws and plastic threaded dowels...
Submitted by Healing Artist on Thursday, March 27, 2014 - 4:24pm
I Don’t Know
“Hello,” I said, as I entered his hospital room: his thin lips pressed into a grimace, his head bent toward his blanket He did not want to play in clay. He did not look at me, even though last week he had fun making a small, bug-eyed sculpture.
“He’s not a happy camper today,”...
Submitted by Healing Artist on Wednesday, March 19, 2014 - 12:59pm
"Art is our one true global language. It knows no nation, it favors no race, and it acknowledges no class. It speaks to our need to reveal, heal, and transform. It transcends our ordinary lives and lets us imagine what is possible."Richard Kamler
I am Jude Prashaw, a clay sculptor and Carilion...
Submitted by Healing Artist on Tuesday, January 21, 2014 - 12:19pm
1-3-14 I played in the main hospital lobby for almost two hours today. I spoke with many people including a retired education professor and a student pursuing musical theater (at Mary Washington. This space was busier than usual, perhaps because of the sub-freezing temperatures outside.
Submitted by Healing Artist on Monday, December 16, 2013 - 11:10am
In the summer of 2013, a Carilion interview committee gave me the honor of being selected the new Robert L.A. Keeley Healing Arts Program's first Artist-in-Residence. My three-month rotation comes to a conclusion just around Thanksgiving, a perfect time to reflect on what I have observed.