I drew the beanbag! And I drew my nurse when she was tucking me in the sheets and attaching all those monstrous monitors!! And I drew a slightly nervous Manu, while we waited for my pains to grow!
My nurse smiled and wondered aloud, "How do you do that with so much pain!?" and I couldn't help but wonder the same! But it had some meditative effect..
I felt as though art was my religion! I just submitted to it.. Sketching proved more powerful in relaxing me, than a few holy mantras would have.. Why why why didn't I recognize this power before!?