Art is therapeutic for a lot of people. It was one of the graduate paths I might have taken, but alas, God did not intend me for me to be an Art Therapist. But, for some reason, God has stirred a passion for art inside of me. I love creating. Its as simple as that. Although, I think I enjoy the process more than anything. Especially with Fine Art.
For example, I have no idea what I just created, and it has no real purpose, but while I was creating it, I caught myself smiling. That is what makes it worth it. I mean, there is no real meaning to others, but it means something (somehow) to me.
The text in the background are all lyrics from very memorable songs from different chapters in my life. Music brings back vivid memories and perhaps the creation of the grey blob says something about those memories…or maybe it doesn’t. Perhaps an art therapist would be able to tell me.
Design is supposed to have meaning to an audience, so I won’t call this design, I will call it art. It was truly created for only me.
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