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My Peace is Found in Writing
“Words make you think a thought. Music makes you feel a feeling. A song makes you feel a thought.” -E.Y. Harburg “One of my biggest thrills for me still is sitting down with a guitar or a piano and just out of nowhere trying to make a song happen.”
By Hannah Stanton4 years ago in Humans
The Threads of My Life
One of my clearest memories from childhood is the treasure to be found in the tin filled with embroidery floss and learning the different types of stitches that can be made with them. The colors in that tin were my playmates as a child along with the huge box of crayons and coloring books. As the baby of the family with the next oldest being 10 years older, I spent most of my time alone. Embroidery and cross stitch have been a part of my life ever since then. It is my form of art therapy to combat loneliness and it has been with me through a lot. As I got older, it very often was a part of my home decor and many, many gifts to be given to family and friends. When my children were older and didn’t need me so much, I started designing my own patterns and have been published in a national cross stitch magazine.
By Lisa Lambson4 years ago in Humans
Seasons of Creation
Dearest reader, The act of creation itself can be a soothing experience and lends a sense of accomplishment to the creator. Whether it is a project for oneself or a gift for a friend, the completion waves a triumphant fist at a life that is often unpredictable and stressful. It has roots in the foundation of civilization and branches forward toward innovation. Though mode and mean may vary, acts of creation transcend culture and border. They display differences and bind us together as the human race. With so much variety to choose from it is hard to pick only one. For myself, it changes with the season.
By Constance Tremblay4 years ago in Humans
The Girl with a shark tattoo
My name is Paul Brush. I am a celebrated artist the world over. Though I have experience in many different types of art, I specialize in realistic paintings. I have been ever since I was a kid. When I was 6, I had found that I had enjoyed doing it. By the time I was 10, I realized that I wanted to pursue the arts for a living. My parents (though they had loved me a great deal) believed that this may not the best venue for my future career and should just be seen as a hobby. They say this because there is going to be a lot of competition for this career and no guarantee that I will have anything to show for my endeavors. As stubborn as I was (and still am), I had decided to pursue this as my career.
By Tyler Brooke4 years ago in Humans
Threading the Needle with Modge Podge
I’ve always appreciated art. I love to draw and at one time thought that I would be an artist. That didn’t happen so When I had the opportunity to participate in this art project, I found the power in art and the power in me. The power portrait project provided many hours of creativity and exploration. Through the exploration of personal narratives, personal iconography, preferred imagery, and expressive writing I participated as an artist of this series to define the way in which I hold power and how I choose to in enact that power in my daily life, and more specifically, in my community. I know that each artist pulls power from a different place, whether it be the natural world, or my family. In turn, each artist then passes, shares, or manifests their power in their own way. Through a series of prompts, surveys in conversation, I as an artist designed and created my own portrait using photography and other mixed media approaches. My portrait celebrates me as creative lifelong learner and speaks to way in which I am truly powerful.
By Saja Bo Storm4 years ago in Humans
All the Feels
There are more dabblers than committed artists among us and yet we, too are artists in our souls, attracted to one medium after another project after another skill after another . . . We are rather like hummingbirds who flit from flower to flower, tasting all the nectars; honeybees buzzing after pollen from blossoms to blossom.
By Katy Doran-McNamara4 years ago in Humans
Freedom Songs Power & Legacy
I find immense peace and enjoyment in historical freedom songs. The most important tools in the history of civil rights were the iconic freedom songs. Freedom songs were an invaluable asset to the civil rights movement, and many widespread protests that followed.
By Kylecovey Smith4 years ago in Humans
A little bit of Everything all Blossom into One
Oh I have so much fun with obtaining inner peace and happy to share the ways. I love to paint!! Are many great outlets for creating inner peace. I am a big advocate for this. I am able to share my ways as they have all worked and, well, turned out to be quite the special story.
By Vocal-lady-ist Ms. Kerri4 years ago in Humans
Threads of Life
Threading the needle at the beginning is always the hardest part. But that fresh piece of linen (or Aida) has so much potential, full only with the endless hope of a beautiful work after all the fun hours (months, years) of stitching (and unstitching) that is to come. And I enjoy every step as it moves me out of the world outside, focusing just on what's in your lap. My 1st love (outside my family) is cross-stitch and it's seen me through 30-odd years.
By Diana Trezona4 years ago in Humans
The Craft That Made Me
Since as far back as I can remember, yarn has been a part of my life. I remember getting pulled out of Kindergarten to learn how to finger crochet a long chain. I remember the woman who taught me had a stroke earlier on, so half her face was paralyzed. She had a piece of metal in her eyelid to help her blink. I was told the finger crocheting was to help keep me focused in class. I loved it and gladly taught the skill to anyone who wanted to learn. I still am astounded that humans came up with ways to turn one string into many, and the many woven together to form ropes and yarn. I can't imagine being the person who figured how to make a cloth out of a single thread.
By Shelby Bowdy4 years ago in Humans
The Day Art Came Home to Stay
It was in the third grade that my desire to create art was stifled. The class was in the midst of a hot and heavy spelling competition, and I was a good speller. The reward for missing a word was that you got to sit down at your desk and draw. When I misspelled a word on purpose in order to pursue my artistic designs, the teacher (who knew I was faking) chastised me and told me I should never, ever “cheat” in such a fashion.
By Jean Williiams4 years ago in Humans
