💜the piece that made me break down and sob🥺 . Let me tell you... it was a couple years ago. I traveled to Seattle for a class with Katie Kendrick @joyouslybecoming I wanted to push myself, and Katie’s intuitive, abstract approach to mixed-media seemed the opposite of the pretty, 2D work I’d done so far. . So.. day 1 was fairly normal. I met some new friends ( @lorynewsomart @twozdai @jennymesserle @oritems @kathievezzani @alteredstatesstudio @marysuzannegarvey ) I worked B*I*G!! Like 36”x36” big! And I fussed at myself. . Then... day 2. . Katie decided to do a demo. She started one of her beautiful signature pieces and, as I watched her work, I was captivated! . At one point, towards the end of the demo, she made a gesture that connected with something deep inside me. It reminded me of my sister’s scar. . In a rush, I worked on this sketch of me and my little sister and the huge scar she wears as a badge of courage and triumph over cancer. I began to cry and I couldn’t hold it back. . (Geez, I still get teary now, going back to that memory!) . I stood there, crying. And I couldn’t hide what was going on, since I had chosen a spot next to the front window of the building. (Note to self- choose an easel in the back!!!) Katie came over to me and asked if she could do some reiki for me. I stood there while she worked. And it was done. . I’ll always remember that experience. . When I got home, I showed it to my sister. She immediately pointed out how I had drawn myself protectively around her. Well, of course. She’s my baby sister. 🥰 . Not sure why I needed to share this today. But maybe someone will read this and be encouraged. . I thank Katie from the bottom of my heart and urge everyone to travel to an in-person art workshop at least once a year. Get out of your comfort zone and make some friends while you do! ❤️
It's really hard to live when you hate yourself. It's absurd, really. How it strikes. It's a cobra coiled in your chest. Brushing my teeth, my hair a dark snarl, I look in the mirror and think "Wow, I hate this. I hate you. I hate me." Showing up to class sloppy & bleary-eyed because I wasn't responsible - "Wow, I hate you." Thumbing through filters, looking at my art, thinking about how everyone's already done so much & I'm struggling to just Be, to just Live, to get through the minutes. I don't know how to explain it. Sometimes you lose the desire to live your life. Not life as a whole, just YOUR life. You don't want to be you anymore. You don't think you can do it anymore. And it doesn't go away, not really. When I get like this - & it's quite often - I gently untie my mind from its leashes. I let myself slack off. Not completely - just enough that I don't feed the dark. I do the work in little bits & bobs. Trace the path of the ulnar artery, chant the words to myself until they stop making sense & become a well-worn path for my brain to meander down. If that's all I get done, okay. I'm okay. I find small comforts - a handful of fruit, or going back to a charmed childhood favourite (gravity falls, or eight cousins by louisa may alcott, or ghibli's whisper of the heart), changing my phone's keyboard to sunset colors, wearing a favourite shirt or necklace. Self-care that is both practical & whimsical. I read that tweet awhile ago, that said that you're "an animal with a soul" & it's so helpful in times like this. I need to feed the animal in me, & I need to feed my soul, & they can both get tired & hateful & miserable at times, & I can coax them back towards their true bright selves. Everyone always talks about kicking your own ass, pull yourself up by the bootstraps, you're not special, & while that's true, you can't bully yourself into being better. You can't hate yourself into a better life. You can't spite your way to success. Or it'll just eat away at
Journal page using my stash from this printing challenge! I used the printed on tape, the alcohol marker transfer and my playing around with printing chip board words. Now I just have to work out how to get my quote on by Stephen Covey “Find your voice and inspire others to find theirs .” This quote really speaks to me. #birgitkoopsengelprintingchallenge @gelliarts @birgit_koopsen #gelliprinting#gelliarts
Taking medication is not the final offer to your health. That’s why I am really pleased to announce that I will be running some workshops and 1:1’s with the amazing @synthesisclinic . Beautiful space in the countryside giving us a new empowering perspective to our health, the solution isint always more prescriptions but an entirely different perspective. Limited small group, link in bio.