When I worked as Social Worker in an Adult Day Care facility, or the Employee Assistance Program, or the locked psychiatric facility; I used music to open up the communication, and art for counseling. Determined to shift the focus of my painting and heal myself. I registered for a 10 day intensive of painting with music.
Music was the key. Everyone in my family played an instrument. I played the piano, but the piano instructor kept hitting my fingers when I played a wrong note. I quit, because I played a lot of wrong notes. (I really wanted to play the guitar.) My father played the congas, my mother sang, my uncle played the trumpet with Duke Ellington’s band, with yet another cousin whose a well known trumpet player, and the list continues. Music has always been a moving force in my life.
Painting to the beat and rhythm of music transformed my interaction with paint, color, music, abstract art , and me. Is that Outsider Art? I continue change and heal. “I am the canvas that continues to evolve and change.” Blessings.
