Office for Victims of Crime
Adult Survivors of Child Abuse
A lot of people make the mistake of thinking or assume that because an artist does a piece of art that relates to abuse that somehow it is as a form of art therapy or to help resolve an issue. No! No! and No! The truth is, for me at least, is that because it is resolved I can be objective and approach how I want to state something about an issue I happen to know about.
So the drawing is of a child (me) who isn't aware of what is to come, full of innocence and about to go to a party.
I talked of yin and yang in my last post.
When I am happy I do art that is dark, when I am down in the dumps I do art that is happy.
Sometimes it is hard to tell the difference, lol!
But then life is like that isn't it?
Full of grey areas.
Some days my thoughts are just cocoons-
all cold, and dull, and blind,
They hang from dripping branches in the grey
woods of my mind;
And other days they drift and shine -such free
and flying things!
I find the gold-dust in my hair, left by their
Karle Wilson Baker