This drawing is another from the Drawing Women’s Cancer project (drawingcancer.wordpress.com).
It derives from a transient moment. A connection between two human beings across a clinical boundary, that was as instant as it was fleeting. A look, a glance of understanding that although calm on the surface, contained within it all the suffering, the defiance, and the compassion that mere words could never engender.
She had no hair.
We never spoke, but her voice echoes softly, resolutely, in the drawing