my jottings on art therapy
At first glimpse, my jottings on art therapy may look a bit confusing, yet do you know that the sun kills the colors on the photo tape, meanwhile dimmed with tears eyes reflect the light in full?
All flowers act the same. They wither away in beautiful vases but bloom out in dirty ground as my wife chatters with them while watering the plants. Blossoms burst despite the wild wind outside. So I questioned myself, do I grasped the lesson?
Let's look at what was voiced by my photos. Here is My Fall Festival and the Confrontation with Oneself looks for you. Please read these posts.
Hope to get your feedback. Thank you.