Something happened. But isnt that life? Things happen. Life happens.
My therapist says I compartmentalize too much. Lock my true feelings away in little compartments….boxes. I box myself in. I say therapy…..shmareapy. You can visit my studio area and pick a door. Behind every door is me. Holed in a box. But you can only see what I want you to see. Im not that closed off. I dont think I am at least.
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Vanessa 12:08 on 01/06/2015 Permalink |
I thought I was the only one who wrote on the internet about visits to my therapist… Hope all is well xx
Myra 19:06 on 01/06/2015 Permalink |
Hi, Glad. I love it. I went to see this at the school after your post. To me, It feels sterile and slightly disturbing. I hope your mind isn’t like that. Maybe that’s my mind projecting (<– therapy term). 😀
Love the work. Thanks : )
Elle 03:08 on 19/06/2015 Permalink |
Late to view this, but I really love it. Great images in the boxes.