As part of my arts for health and well being course, I have had to create a piece of art work, and then I have to describe how the process of making it has impacted on my well being.
At the beginning of this course I was in an extremely sad place, probably one of the lowest points in my life, that’s all I’ll say about it.
Initially when asked what I would create I was really vague. I said I would just embroider something, and the very nature of the stitch and sewing would provide me with lots of calming moments. I would focus on texture, colour, surfaces and enjoy the process.
It was safe.
I was dodging my feelings.
However, if I am an artist how can my true feelings fail to emerge – be seen, hold themselves up for the world to see? Surely that’s what my art is for?
To enable all the darker thoughts that drift into my head find release, and escape. To tell a part of my story.

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What evolved was a mixed media piece.The wings are hand drawn on water colour paper then dipped in wax. They contain the words: love, acceptance, hope, friendship and trust. They are held on machine stitched wire.
 For me they represent my wonderful family and friends lifting me up, pulling me through…

The quote, by Emily Dickenson. I just happened upon, found written in an old sketch book.
 It’s perfect for this piece. Far more poetic than anything I could ever create visually.

“Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul and sings the tune without words, and never stops at all, and sweetest in the gale is heard.”

Forwards always …