how I know I’m an artist – part 1
A few weeks ago, in my art therapy group (Creating Your Heart’s Desire), we did intuitive drawings on large sheets of paper hung on the wall. We used pastels, which I rarely use in my regular art. I noticed the next day that there was a smudge of lime green pastel on the sleeve of my hoodie. I was so excited and wore that smudge all day like a quiet little personal badge of honor. Unfortunately, I eventually washed the hoodie and the smudge is gone now. But today I’m wearing that hoodie again and I remember the smudge and I’m reminded: Yes, I am an artist. What a happy, freeing thought that is for me.
February 25, 2009 at 11:07 PMBrian Dumas
Neat site! I guess I can say I know a bonafide artist now. Keep up the good work!
Cheers!
Brain
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February 25, 2009 at 11:13 PMjoanne thieme huffman
Sadly, I have too many clothes with art remnants.
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February 26, 2009 at 7:50 AMJudy Streger
Oh, I have spaghetti sauce on my shirt so I must be a cook. LOL All kidding aside, how empowering that a smudge can make you feel good about yourself.
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