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Alone

In Art, DID, Dissociation, Dissociative Identity Disorder, Multiplicity, Pencil, Therapy, Trauma on June 28, 2009 at 11:43 pm

Watching the world go by

Watching the world go by

This one hasn’t been finished just not sure of what direction to go exactly (medium wise).  The drawing is a sort of flashback image I had in therapy.  I don’t remember what the conversation was just that all of a sudden I was dissociating back to preschool.  I was watching all my little classmates run around and have fun, I wanted so much to join them but I was to afraid.  This happened a lot in my school years.  Instead of joining in with my classmates I often sat back watching, floating off into my own little world.  This memory/flashback was really upsetting to me all the feelings of loneliness and fear came rushing at me.  I guess dissociating was how I dealt with it back then but this time I had to face the feelings full force.  One of the hard things was trying to communicate what was going on and communicate with this part of me because, this was a part of me that can’t or won’t speak.  She just sits eyes wide absorbing everything she sees, trying to get attention and remain unassuming/”invisible” at the same time.

Unsupported

In Art, Dissociation, Family, Pencil, Therapy, Trauma on June 24, 2009 at 9:50 pm

Cut Short - Pencil

Cut Short - Unfinished Pencil

This image came from thinking about how I felt about my mom, feeling like my growing was cut in someway.  I think it’s just feeling like I’m not at all supported.  Originally the axe was supposed to be sort of flying through and chopping the tree, and I think there was supposed to be a small sprout coming out of the stump.  It’s not quite done, still being fiddled with.

Random Painting

In Acrylic, Art, DID, Dissociation, Dissociative Identity Disorder, Family, Multiplicity, Therapy, Trauma on June 20, 2009 at 9:49 pm
Late night painting

Late night painting

Late night painting

Late night painting

These two were just random late night paintings.  Just kind of did them with no real point in mind except to see what happened when I put a brush to paper.  The only thing in mind was feelings of an inner part, hoping that maybe painting would help.  The first one was about feelings of self-harm.  It’s kind of funny because there was a drawing from earlier in the year that was done in the same colors, all colors that I don’t like which was on purpose.  This time they were picked at random.  The red is the anger, rage, the yellow had something to do with spirits or something spiritual, I forget what the green was, I think the brown was about darkness.  I want to say the green was something about grounding and perhaps the brown too.

The second painting was even more random. I think I was just about ready to go to bed when that one happened.  Don’t remember much about it except it was something about feelings toward my mom.  I remember listening to the sound of the brush making the red streaks that look like flowers and hearing something say it sounded like whispering.  There was something about the whispering sound being all the secrets kept being put down on the paper.  The red again being the anger about those secrets.  I think the green and yellow represent the same things in this painting as the first.

On Love and Loss

In Art, Colored Pencil, Therapy, Trauma on March 29, 2009 at 12:13 am

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This is one of the ones that came from the “Art as a way of knowing” book exercises.  I was thinking about love and loss and just started to doodle away while thinking about those feelings/topic.  There is a peacock thing and then this weird ugly bird in front of it that doesn’t seem to know if it’s a bird or a snake.  Then there are some strange paisley tears and I guess that’s a person (on the left in sorta of a purple) or …something ha!

Knowing Art

In Art, Therapy on January 25, 2009 at 4:07 pm

I’ve been reading this book my therapist gave me, “Art as a Way of Knowing”, I’m not sure how much I really like it though.  I like the fact that she mentions how art is such a judgement loaded word and can really turn some people off.  That would be me!  She says she tends to use the words images or image making so people won’t limit themselves, which is good but it gets a little annoying after awhile.  I think after awhile the whole book starts to feel a little too new agey for me.  She has this method that she uses of setting an intention (I’d like to know more about my inner critic, for example) and then you just set about making ‘marks’ on the page and let whatever comes, come.  Sometimes this works ok, other times I don’t know…  I mean ‘scribbling on a page can be fun and interesting but sometimes it’s just …scribbles.  I’ll probably finish reading it but, I can’t say I’m going to be trying anything else out from the book.  I think no doubt I’ll still let myself goof around and scribble as that’s about all I feel comfortable doing here in my moms house.  I think I’m gonna move on to my other two art books though and see what they have to offer.  I might put up to examples of things that came out of this book experience though.  Stay tuned.

Protected: The Nightmare – (Weapon) Password is Trigger

In Art, Dissociation, Pastel, PTSD, Therapy, Trauma on August 21, 2008 at 6:15 pm

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The inside folks

In Art, DID, Dissociation, Dissociative Identity Disorder, Multiplicity, Pastel, Therapy, Trauma on July 18, 2008 at 9:30 pm

These are some of the inside folks. I have another one of the child part but I need to get it sized and stuff first I guess I didn’t do that one yet. It’s strange how now that I let myself learn about other multiples, I find we have a lot of parts in common. They are still often very very different but often find we have drawn them somewhat similarly and they might have the same or similar names. It’s just really weird it’s like twins seperated at birth or something lol.

They just kind of got drawn as they got comfortable and as others felt comfortable drawing them.

Random

In Art, DID, Dissociation, Dissociative Identity Disorder, Multiplicity, Pastel, PTSD, Therapy, Trauma on July 18, 2008 at 9:05 pm
Random Soft Chalk Pastel

Random Soft Chalk Pastel

Really not sure what this is about, it was just kind of something random. The dark dots are actually purple not dark blue.

Dreamt I was an Angel

In Art, DID, Dissociation, Dissociative Identity Disorder, Multiplicity, Pastel, PTSD, Therapy, Trauma on July 15, 2008 at 1:19 am
I dreamt I was an angel

I dreamt I was an angel - Soft Chalk Pastel

Medication is kicking in pretty hard but wanted to post one more for now. This is another one inspired by a song, “In to the Wild Blue Yonder”. It was done sometime after the last one I just posted and was still trying to work through all of that.

Protected: That Night – The password is Trigger, for 2 reasons.

In Acrylic, Art, Colored Pencil, Dissociation, PTSD, Therapy, Trauma on July 15, 2008 at 1:07 am

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