PERMISSION SLIP
- I have permission to express ANY emotion I want to – even ANGER and DEPRESSION
- I have permission to NOT be cool or artsy or sophisticated or trendy or creative like in a hipster bohemian fashion. I will not stop coloring my hair, wear Birkenstocks, granny clothes, or throw away my make-up.
- Tattoos or body piercings in order to look dark & rebellious are not required.
- I can be as loose and crazy with the materials as I like
- I can also be detailed and meticulous and overwork some things if I like. I can be artsy-craftsy if I want!
- NO identifiable style is OK and even good, allowing me to dive into any style that the individual piece demands in order to best express the emotion or concept I’m striving for – I can be stylistically schizophrenic.
- I can use ANY MEDIUM I feel like in order to best express the emotion or concept I’m striving to put forth. I can be a dilettante. (I once had an art school professor who scoffed at us and told us we were all a bunch of dilettantes – which I had to go look up. It meant “somebody who is interested in the fine arts but who takes up a subject or interest in a superficial or desultory way, and essentially becomes a master of no media, subject or art form.”)
- I can take as long as I want to – even years – I’m free and under no pressure unless I want to set a goal for myself.
- I can disregard any notion of people ever seeing this or liking this or it being shown in a gallery for the art snobs – I can throw away the idea that this would EVER have to be marketable! Yeh! Not a penny!
- I can do as many pieces or as few as I like
- I can throw something away and start over if it sucks
- I can get excited about this. I can PLAY.
- I’m free to enjoy the process as much as the product, maybe even more.
- I’m doing this for myself first and foremost because I believe this will help with my own healing.
- Secondarily, I wouldn't mind if these pieces and images could help others who have experienced emotional damage to their hearts. It would be amazing if someone who’s all bound up inside sees maybe just ONE of these images of wounded brokenness and feels like they can relate, that this describes how they feel inside but couldn’t articulate it and now know they are not alone.
- I would desire that the images of the healing process could begin to manifest themselves and take root in some people (myself?) and to give hope to others who feel irreparably devastated or torn apart.