10.02.2007

Walking a crooked path to love (and loving myself)


So the October "when I'm an old woman" page progresses. Robin talked about bead embroidery being therapy and initially I scoffed. Being a crusty, hardened by years of seeing the horrors humans perpetrate on one another ex-therapist, I saw little, if any, validity in her statements - until this piece. I suppose the first few pages I was busy trying to figure out what I was doing and with this piece I was able to just bead without thinking about the process and put more thought into the actual content of what I was beading. I worked until late into the night, until I couldn't see to thread the needle, I didn't want to stop - and when I went to bed all I could think about was the page and what it meant.

So here is the October page on day 2...

4 comments:

Robin said...

Happy birthday! Your post is music to my ears... something about this piece setting you free and allowing your heart to speak... I'm thrilled!!!

Also, we must be on a similar wave length (maybe because my birthday was the end of Sept. and I turned 65?)... My Oct. (just started) also features a goddess figure and heart.

beadbabe49 said...

I was skeptical too when I started doing bead embroidery, but the improvisational nature of it seems to tie right in to the subconscious in a fascinating way.

a2susan said...

Wishing you a very happy and colorful birthday! I wonder how many of us "ex-therapists" there are doing this bead work. When I was working full time as a hospital social worker I signed up for a 3-hr collage class that met during the day, and during my busiest clinic of the week. I knew there was no way I could possibly take this class, but I signed up anyway. The pull to do art was so great.

abeadlady said...

After my very first page, I understood about the freeing aspect of this kind of beading. Most of the work I do is intuitive rather than planned.

Isn't it hard sometimes to love ourselves?
Arline