They’re a little autobiographical in nature, the first three being representative of my life up until entering treatment…
These first 5 were all made in Autumn 2022 while I was in voluntary in-patient psychiatric care for 6 weeks.
It was a positive experience. Everyone working there was phenomenal.
Having an Art Therapist was lovely.
Since then, I’ve only done another collage once: a gift for my Grandma about my love for her and all the seasons we’ve experienced together (no photo of that one).
Tonight, I started working on some more…
Here’s a draft of a few of them… nothing is glued down yet. I’m short a few dozen magazines compared to what resources I had available when I was in treatment.
One with a friend in mind who is going through a tough time:
One on art, nature and humanity:
And one as a bitter sassy critique of the pharmaceutical industry. I’ve been feeling “better” since coming off my anti-depressant. That being said, it’s an artistic statement and not entirely how I feel about prescription medications for mental health.
It’s tongue-in-cheek; after all, I’ve needed anti-depressants off-&-on my whole adult life. Chances are, some day I’ll wind up needing them again.
One of those “don’t necessarily do as I do/say” things. 😉