Diabetes Art Day: Pumpy

Okay, okay. Technically it’s Diabetes Art Night, but I haven’t had time to post my masterpiece today.

I love the idea of Diabetes Art Day. I feel like I have tons of dorky art projects trapped inside my head, but I never have the energy, time, or prompts to complete them. Also, I spend at least 40 hours a week surrounded by some of the most talented artistes in the Southeastern United States — enough to make any girl shy away from a public art project.

The one thing I knew was that I wanted to incorporate googly eyes into my project, so I asked my coworker Caroline to grab some for me on a trip to the craft store. She did — and the next day, Pumpy was born.

Pumpy on a Park Bench. (I know it looks like he peed, but he didn't; a rainstorm had just passed.)

I had grand plans for Pumpy in a series of dioramas, but as soon as I gave him his eyes, it seemed like . . . enough. I went around a few days with the eyes stuck on the pump, and each time I made move to bolus or check in with the CGM, it was a pleasure to see lil’ Pumpy gazing back at me.

Then I let him venture out.

Here he is climbing a tree:

Waiting for the Mockingbirds.

And here he is getting all pissed off because he’s full of insulin and the Cupcake Store is closed:

Pumpy 3

Pumpy wants Red Velvet with cream cheese frosting.

He came in and watched the DVR’d episode of The Real Housewives of New Jersey Reunion, Part 1:

Pumpy 4

"I don't know . . . this Danielle character seems like a nice enough gal . . ."

And here he is admiring all of the other Diabetes Art Day submissions:

Pumpy 5

Pumpy's inspired by everyone's art, but can't make any of his own. He doesn't have any arms, see.

You bet your ass I’m leaving those googly eyes on. I like feeling like I have this piece of “art” that comes with me wherever I go. It’s a constant reminder of Lee Ann’s Diabetes Art Day, everyone’s wonderful art projects, and the DOC as a big, happy whole.