Leslie Graff (click on her name to go to her website)
She does some of my favorite artwork, like this one titled, "Compassion"
It's saved as my computer background right now, I love it THAT much. What I really wanted to do that night was a painting similar to hers. But when I got there, she had all these magazines out and ready for us to do a collage art piece if we wanted to.
I picked up a magazine and immediately turned to these 2 pages of bright, gorgeous flowers. I hated to rip them out, but ripping I did. I had never added tissue paper to an art piece, and I love how it blends right in with the paint. This is what I came home with that night.
If I could really paint, what I would've painted that night to express my mood, would have been a picture of me, crouched in the corner, and the world falling down on me. That's how I've felt lately. But instead, I have this representational collage. That shell chandelier on the bottom right....that's me. Then all these different compartments of my life, are crowding me in. Even if they are beautiful or not, they all represent a part of my life, a door that I don't open to others and let them in to see how I feel.
In another sense, each of those doors and windows can be secrets that all of YOU keep within as well. We ALL keep secrets from each other, to keep from getting hurt, to keep from facing the truth, for whatever reason. Well, my last blog post was about letting it all out. I don't feel like there's much more for me to say. I am grateful to those of you that have read it and understand me, and wish I could easily wear that blog post on my sleeve, so when others ask how I am that DON'T read my blog, I could easily show them. If they only knew. Oh well.
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I really like that painting, too. What is this workshop business dealio? Do they occur often?
I mostly say what I need to say. (That's probably no surprise to you.) The few secrets I keep are the ones that, at a glance, make me look evil. I don't feel most people would take the time to understand those "secrets" and would judge me as disgusting and dangerous. So, the stories stay in a little box where only David knows about them. And he still loves me.
Nice and interesting. It would be good to know why all the compartments in your life are mostly glued on the left side, and why you chose to be expressive on the right side...I'm sure the spatial organization of your collage is revealing too.
Have a good july 4th!
Finally an update...I've been checking in everyday just to see if you've made some progress...and I think you're getting there. Just creating a visual representation of the clutter and chaos you feel crowding your life can be therapeutic. Give each of those windows in your picture a name, and decide if it's worth keeping on your board. Some of it can go...some can be rearranged so that they are no longer blockages but supports. I love you and hope that life gets a lot simpler for all of us VERY SOON. Time to shake things up.
If movies were made from all of these secrets everyone carries, the whole rating system would have to be thrown out (too linear).
I know that everyone tries to compartmentalize everything and some do it more than others. This fast paced 3 dimensional world often forces us to do that. It's trying to push beyond our own "mental confinements" that's the trick because each of us are the only ones who create obstacles or opportunities for ourselves in our minds. And this is coming from being as neutral as possible with regards to religion, theism, or gender. Yours, and anyone else's, reality of their world falling apart is absolutely as real as you make it. Agency, and HOW one views to use it at every choice presented, is what determines realities (good or bad).
Now to interject just a bit of God here. We make choices and if we make them alone we face them alone. I could get into it but to keep it short and sweet - attempting to comprehend that each of our lives has divine design to it makes what we experience more bearable. Everyone has their own process about how they go about understanding it. Just as we have to teach our children by letting them go through their own experiences is how we are taught as well.
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