This is not about politics, but about art.
I have this itch inside to create and have been scratching at it lately. I used to draw. When I was a child I would spend hours drawing nature scenes, and also make long, involved murals on rolls of butcher paper. In high school I copied the masters, always adding a detail like a joint or a peace sign :-). I drew in college...slide after slide of microscopic specimens, the guts of some dissected creature, a still life from a field trip. I even drew a series of charcoal drawings during therapy-powerful and angry, dark, struggling and broken creatures which were some of my best work and which I created and then destroyed as I redefined myself. The act of creation was liberating in a truth-telling sense and the act of destruction the same.
I even took a few formal classes, including a life class. It may be time to revisit that again.
For now, I am exploring mixed media and learning how to work with acrylics. I have started an art journal, hoping to practice some techniques and to leave a space for quick analysis of where I am and need to go next. It's a giant leap of faith for me as I LOVE detail and tiny markings. My goal is to create some backgrounds and eventually some works which are a bit bolder than my soul thinks is "me".
Below find some examples of practice backgrounds, use of marbling and two acrylic skins I made.
On the sewing side, I am waiting for my mojo to return. It is bubbling but has not yet reached my hands and heart. For now, paint.