So, I have applied for an MA in Art Psychotherapy. At Newport Uni, part-time over three years. The more I’ve researched it, the more I am sure that this is what I want to be doing. It feels right, it feels the right choice for me. A natural progression. It has me thoroughly fascinated. But of course I can, and SHALL, be an artist at the same time. I want to help people, I want to make a small difference to someone’s life. And I’m ok at that whole art-thing, and the contents of people’s skulls is… at the same time, intriguing and terrifying. But in a sort of good way. I know that I use art in a cathartic, therapeutic manner, and I want to help others realise the good that this can do.
And now for some embroidery… With some ribbon. Which is now all used up, so I won’t keep coming across it in my sewing-box, making me feel slightly sick. Catharsis, innit.