Today I'd like to expand upon my experience during my internship.
I was with an art therapist during my internship in a church. She once lived in Japan with her late husband. He passed away from alcoholism a long time ago. She had many Japanese books, such as ones about Buddhism, written in English on her bookshelf.
On my first day, I got a blank mask, colorful papers, and glue from the art therapist to give me the experience of being a client. Since we didn't have any clients that day, I had a lot of time to make a mask collage.
When I saw the mask, I felt very scared to see the two eye holes, so I quickly covered them up.
These are what I made during the mask work.
The mask work gives the clients a means to express their heart and heals them.
The art therapist interprets the colors, shapes, and so on.
The art therapist told me many things, but I don't remember them too well. I remember that the white and black checkered pattern around the mouth means that I want to say something but I can't say anything.
At the time, I couldn't voice my feelings very easily.
Even though I looked happy, I sometimes wanted to cry out loud. I thought I was not allowed to express my sadness to others. Maybe that's why I did the backside of the mask too.
Now I talk a lot, so don't worry about that. :)
The strands in my knitting work display the aspects of my life from the past to the present.
In making these works, I learned that I cannot look away, but must face the traumatic events of my life and sort through them so I can reach some sort of conclusion.
Look at my works. lol Don't these look like I have some sort of severe emotional disorder or something? (I guess I don't have any!)