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This is a journal of experiences using the therapeutic benefits of expressive art. I’m deeply grateful for the opportunity to have trained with Laurie Zagon; Founder/Director for Art and Creativity For Healing, her unique methods have benefited thousands!
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A group of Wounded Warriors at a Military Base sort through their emotions. They are learning to cope with life’s hardships and experience healing through art and creativity. Art4Healing is also used at a local shelter for battered women. They have incorporated expressive art into their curriculum. The women voice their struggles and fears by using the language of color. These same techniques are also being used to help children in after school programs.
As classes progressed, I found my paintings didn’t lie. What I could not communicate in words, what was frustrating, or unsafe to say or think was showing up on my canvas. Personal dreams and aspirations also began to show through. Colors, textures and shapes began to surface and tell my story. This was a fascinating process, very intuitive. Even now, I can’t explain why the word “calm” feels violet with soft wavy lines and “safe” feels pink and circular. Last week “painful” felt yellow and green with sharp, hard edges. Putting paint down on piece of paper was becoming deeply personal. I was using a new language to communicate, colors and shapes became my vocabulary. This wasn’t always comfortable or enjoyable, in fact I felt pretty vulnerable at first.
One very significant moment for me was when Laurie asked us to pick any two colors to express how we receive or experience love. My hesitant hands, blank canvass and long reflective pause spoke volumes. That was a painful but profound moment. It caught me off guard. I was challenged to consider emotions that had been carefully and purposely buried. Over the next few weeks I gave myself permission to revisit that class assignment while at home. I filled many pages in my art journal, until there was nothing else more to say, or paint. It was healing. As the weeks progressed, I experienced more and more freedom. Thankfully healing is the continuous process of forgiveness and growth..... and love is it’s inevitable fruit.
A workshop assignment, “Melting Colors” - sounded easy enough. It was one of our first paintings and my first time ever using acrylics. My paint was ready, sponges and Q-Tips in hand, when all the sudden a flood of negative thoughts crashed in on me; These colors aren’t blending the way I want. How are we suppose to paint if we can only use a sponge and a Q-Tip? I don't have any control! These thoughts were followed by...Auugh...her painting is so much better than mine. Am I doing it right? This looks horrible! Apparently ALL my “committee members” are alive and well and decided to pay me a visit right then and there! It was an eye-opening experience. What did I learn that evening? First, there sure is a lot of chatter going on in my head! It was hard for me to surrender to the process and relax. I am a “result oriented” not “process oriented” person. I wanted clear instructions, a sense of control, plenty of feedback and lots of affirmation. I also realized, if left unchecked- my chatty committee members are capable of completely sabotaging even a simple 30 minute art project! YIKES. Not a pretty sight. This beginner art lesson (and the others that were soon to follow) would teach me the value of going through “the process".