TISSUE PAPER DECOUPAGE OR HOW I REGAINED MY CREATIVE CONFIDENCE
All children are artists. The problem is how to remain an artist once he [or she] grows up.
When did creating visual art lose its pleasure and gain its pressure for me? Why? How?
I come from a family of a multitude of artists and writers on both sides. Creativity was encouraged and celebrated. I always had markers or colored pencils between my little fingers as a kid. Now I ask myself why I am so afraid of stepping beyond photography, my creative outlet of choice for the past ten years. Why do I hesitate to pick up colored pencils or watercolors or pastels? I tried following the strings of thought and experience and they led me to two conclusions: The last time I felt truly carefree creating art was in elementary school and middle school angst started to erode my creative confidence. I believe that there is truth in what Pablo Picasso is credited for saying about all children being artists. The problem is growing up. (Ick.)With these “truths” in mind, I decided that the best way to try to get in touch with that little red-haired girl who loved to draw was to start with projects I might have done in my early school years. But where to begin?
I began by shopping at the Dollar Tree (the cheapest place for colorful and printed tissue paper) for some basic supplies.(Oh tissue paper, I do love thee.) I ripped, clipped, Mod Podged, layered, and felt uninhibited by the creative pressure I usually apply to myself. I had fun. New ideas poured out of my head and became real with the work of my hands. That is how this journey began.
Join me to find out more about how and why I began to use art as an informal form of therapy for my depression and anxiety.
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