I’m an artist. The irony of realistic art…
You could almost see these scribbles as entries from my own personal diary. This is scars from periods of obsessive drawing. It’s irony, anger, anxiety, hate, happiness, love, memories and ideas “written down” for later projects. I share a few of my scribbles with you all- No perfection, what you see is what you get.
This is me, naked.
In todays post, I want to share some random thoughts about art therapy.
To start with, art therapy is basically about expressing yourself through art. Painting, drawing, sculpturing- it is all creative things made by you, it’s a part of you.
You do this together with an art therapist who doesn’t judge or correct you during the process. It has nothing to do with learning “how to draw” etc. Esthetic and teqnuice is not what is important. Even a “simple” line can tell you so much, but you have to open your eyes before you can see. And it is NOT easy!
Art therapy is a way to express your feelings, deal with a special problem but it also work as a guide. It can tell you where you are in this very moment of your life.
I have now been in art therapy for almost 3 1/2 years. It took about 2 1/2 years for me to fully open my mind and see new things inside of myself. In my opinion; this form or therapy is the most effective way to express what can not be said.
Together with my therapist, we talk around the image. She never put words in my mouth, telling “this is a common symbol for this or that” NEVER. She is extremely careful with that. It’s up to me to find it and she is there to support and to help me handle it. Symbolism is a huge part of art therapy, but the therapists’ work is not to analyze your painting.
Sometimes it feels like you are taking out, for example, a feeling- like anxiety- and put it on a paper. It is frightening to see. You ask yourself, what can I do to handle this feeling, this image?
I am inside the painting, I feel the anxiety and now I want to get rid of it, and I can change my painting. Symbolically, I can also change my whole situation. I make the picture more comfortable to be in.
Everyday is a fight which I cannot always win. But I will continue the struggle, and it is all because I keep evolve during the time.
I finnish my therpy at the end of 2010. Maybe I will put out some of the stuff I have done, or at least talk around them here on the blog. We will see how much I’m ready to actually share with others.
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New year, new challenges and new projects!
While the snow continue to fall outside my window, I am struck by the realization that we have just stepped into a new year! But to me, the whole symbolic idea with new years,a chance to start over again, rebirth, is not as important as it’s been before.
And I have not made a single new year’s resolution, (which I usually do every year). For the first time in my whole life; I already know what I want and what my goals are. My rebirth already happend, and all I need to do now, is continue to fight…
Upcoming: I look forward to seeing the final outcome of the poetry book, “The Emotionalist” by HildeMarie. I was asked to do some of the illustrations in it, and I’m happy I got this chanse to be a part of it! All my illustrations are my personal interpretations of Hildes poems.