Came home from my NY museum trip with oodles of inspiration and lungs full of fluid! I sound like I should be in a TB ward but so far there are no signs of infection. That is the good news; the frustrating news is to be so full of creative ideas and so low on energy! The level of frustration is as close to maddening as I can imagine possible! However as it turns out, I can sit quietly (low energy) and play with clay and paint and it is giving way to some interesting expression. I was truly “turned on” by the simplicity and the meaning of the works in the Oceania section of The Met. Some of those works dug up some unresolved battle grounds in my heart that are insisting on being explored visually. The tall one is “Sees Right Through Me” the other is “When My Boundaries Turn into Prisons”. There are more feelings stirring around in my heart looking for a way to get out into the real world. I know they are kind of dark, they are the things no one wants to talk about, but they are here…in my thoughts and feelings anyway. Pulling them out and making them real I think may help me be more aware of the negativity that haunts me. I may be unable to heal my body, but…I can heal my spirit.
"Heal Yourself" Ruthie Foster