Art has always been a very important outlet for me. I have always been very creative, and art was my own personal paradise where I could escape from difficult feelings. I would turn to art to soothe and comfort me through times of stress and discomfort. With my art, I felt unstoppable. It provided me with a safe space where could create my own reality and transport myself somewhere else without the boundaries that surrounded me. With art, I was limitless and powerful.
In my childhood, I often felt like I did not have control over anything. I felt as if I was just along for the ride and could not stop or get off the ride. This left me feeling scared and worried all the time. I wanted some form of stability and art was my outlet and my ally. With a paintbrush, pastels, or a colored pencil, the sky was the limit. The world was mine for the taking and I could create my own little oasis where I was free from the problems of the moment.
Even to this day, art is my favorite outlet. You might call her my best friend. Whenever I have time to sit down and create, my day is transformed, and I feel lighter because of it. I hold my art close to my heart. A love under lock and key that is mine alone. I unlock it at just the right moment to cleanse me of all the bad and shine light on all the good. And there is good….my art reminds me of that and takes me there. How do you escape?
