I read an alarming statistic today about Domestic Violence:
Strangulation is a MAJOR red flag to homicide; someone that puts their hands around your neck or throat area has the capacity to kill you or cause serious injuries.
Confirmation. In black and white. Close to death. Lucky to be here.
Leaving abusive relationships can leave you with longstanding internal scars, messed up memories, past events tangled up in sensation and talking about them can be near impossible plus, let us add in the heightened state of alertness to the world around you.
Words were gobbled up and I was spat out from many an abusive act with fragmented memories and a shattered sense of self.
Arts has always been the language of my soul; a place of refuge, a place of exploration, a place of inner organisation, a place of relaxation, a place of flow, and a place of empowerment.
Healing through the arts is an intimate road back to your sense of self.
Expressive arts gives you the power to create an understandable narrative around indescribable events.
For those that have felt helpless in the past engaging in creative expression is an invaluable experience because it hands you the controls, allows you to make decisions, you can change and flex with your bodily awareness. You see that you are making progress.
Arts improves cognitive abilities, memory, reasoning, and visual processing.
Expression can help you work through any internal emotional conflict without the necessity to relive and strangle out words.
There are many tears washed into this painting; the purging of the emotions and relieving of emotional tensions was a necessary vomit of colour, of straight and cruved lines, of seen and unseen.
Many people walk past this painting unaware that it is a beacon of hope crafted with my energy in flow state.
Healing is possible.
Hope is allowed.
Stress less, love more.