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The Therapeutic Nature Of Art
Hi, This is going to be my first (and hopefully not last) post on Vocal, and I wanted the topic be something which I can talk a lot about over a long period of time and over various posts, as there is so much I can say. I had a few ideas in mind, but I ended up settling on this : "The Therapeutic Nature Of Art". A bit weird sounding I know, but also very true. So, if you will, let me explain.
By Alice Farmer5 years ago in Humans
A Creative Space That Brings Happiness and Challenge
I have developed an interest in making bead chains at a later stage in my life. My husband fancies bead chains and he gets eager to research the bead’s history when he sees it. He totally admires a bead by the way he holds it and carefully turns it around to explore its sphere. One Christmas I was looking for a gift for him, and I wanted to give him something special that he will fancy and keep for life. I found very special hand-painted beads that were black with colorful Asian designs. And that’s when I made my first beads chain.
By Grace Kusta Nasralla5 years ago in Humans
Let It Out
I’ve decided that life is about moments of happiness. I don’t know about you, but I don’t know if it’s possible to be happy for longer than a moment. I don’t think I’ve experienced it and perhaps I never will. That’s okay. I’ve found solace in the little moments. Since I was a teenager, a lot of those little moments have existed when I’m painting. There is so much comfort in creating a piece that represents exactly where you are right now. Paint doesn’t judge, it doesn’t talk back, it doesn’t tell you to get over it or talk about itself instead. It allows you to feel all you need to feel and maneuver your way through the fog at your own pace.
By Shae Moreno5 years ago in Humans
Weaving Dreams
Weaving and cutting, threads not matching up correctly as a knot is tied, though I will not start over. A metal frame, colored string crisscrossing across empty space, pull tight, tie a knot, cut, keep going. Gifts are best when they are made by hand, no matter what they are. Something from the heart and sprinkled with a little soul. Another loose thread cut and removed from the rest of the others, and I admire my work. There are a few crooked knots, though that’s alright. Imperfections make art, and humans themselves are art because of their imperfections, and as art often is a gift, so is human life.
By Violet Fugere5 years ago in Humans
Pouring My Hart Out
The very first thing I do is use my trusty scissors to cut my canvas before stretching it around a wood frame nice and tight. Then stabling it so it stays nice and tight.Making your own canvases is the best since you can make it whatever size you please.
By Cameron Kitchen5 years ago in Humans
The Art of Paper Hearts
It takes a combination of perfection, patience, matching corners, and running fingernails along neatly folded paper edges to create a work of origami. The repetition is soothing, the same movements over and over until the pattern is burned into my brain and my fingers perform the task on command. I practice valley folds, mountain folds, and square folds until they are perfect. By the time the sun sets, I am surrounded by a multitude of butterflies, foxes, frogs, and cranes. Nowadays, I find myself only occasionally reaching for my almost rusted scissors in a desperate attempt to salvage a mangled paper square.
By Taylor Larson5 years ago in Humans
Bead by Bead
Jewelry, every color, every metal, was on my dresser. I would literally purchase jewelry from everywhere, Paparazzi, Avon, you name it. Hello, my name is Regina and I was addicted to jewelry. Well, sort of still am, just a little. So, it didn’t help that I learned to make my own. My jewelry-making started out as a hobby during a depression phase in my life. It was a mechanism of focusing on something that I could actually control. It was my means of meditating and winding down, not worrying about my troubles, as I was meticulous with the placing of each and every bead. But somehow it became a passion, because I would come up with a design just by looking at beads in the store. Like, those beads and accents can go with that, and vice versa. I would literally spend hours in the bead aisle at Hobby Lobby or Joann’s trying to pair up beads. The crazy thing was I just wanted to make it, not wear it. I find serenity and am in a place of focus when I grab the beading thread, take my scissors, and cut it preparing to bring the design in my head to fruition. I am in a state of Zen, as I turn off the phone, the TV, focusing on the creation at hand. No distractions for me, I am in the process of creating something unique that popped up in my head. Added happiness came when these creations became gifts for others, who were amazed and deeply appreciative. But I never imagined that the fruits of my hobby could turn into something much bigger. My designs were one of a kind, and those who were recipients of my jewelry knew they were getting an original design hand-made with concentration and love. That is when Ver’Evie Jewelry emerged as an idea. A multitude of hand-designed jewelry sets were created through my passion, not being worn, but just created. Why not start a business from my passion? Why not give all women a chance to own a one-of-a-kind design? This hobby grew out of something dark but allowed me to create beautiful things. This hobby was started by just watching a YouTube video. There was a bout of nervousness in pursuing this venture, but when you are given a gift, you must use it. Figuring out what to name my business was a process, going to my dad for suggestions. Then he suggested naming it after my mom. But there were two amazing women who made a great impact in my life. These women in their own way were one-of-a-kind. Ver’Evie Jewelry was named using part of my mother and grandmother’s first names. They were a big part of who I am today and wanted to honor them in some way. I can’t sew like my grandmother; she would always let me try my hand at it. I cannot bake cakes like my mother could, but I was always there next to her trying to learn. Their talents and gifts touched others, made them smile. Those are the memories that sparked Ver’Evie Jewelry. Beautiful, unique creations designed and put together by hand. Although, Ver’Evie Jewelry is just starting out and is small, my designs are my passion. Sometimes I look at what I made and redo them, so they are perfect. I am in amazement sometimes that I actually made some of those designs, no plan, no sketchbook, just my imagination. Being given a gift to make something is not always about profit, but something that could possibly brighten someone’s day, make them feel beautiful.
By Regina Greathouse5 years ago in Humans
