Natasha Advani

Art as Medicine

Art As Medicine

In my journey through cancer, art became my medicine.

When words failed,
when fear felt too heavy,
when sadness sat in my chest like stone —

I moved. I created. I released.

Through dance and art, I let my body say what my voice couldn’t.
I cried through color.
I exhaled pain through movement.
I slowly returned to myself.

Art helped me hold what was too big to carry alone.

And through it, I healed — not just my body, but my spirit.

How Art Helped Me Overcome the Grief of My Cancer Journey

When words failed me and emotions felt too heavy to carry,

But when you create, you begin to feel whole again.

Let your heart speak — even if your hands are shaking.

art gave my pain a voice.

Each brushstroke, color, or movement became a release.
I didn’t need to explain — I just needed to create.
Grief isn’t just sadness.
It’s rage, confusion, fear, silence.
And art held space for it all.

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Through drawing, dancing, and intuitive expression,
I found pieces of myself I thought were lost to illness.

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Art didn’t erase my grief —
It walked beside me through it,
Until I could feel light again.