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:
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.
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.
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.
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
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