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Art of an introspective nature; a look at artwork that reveals the artist's psyche and comments on the inner workings of a chaotic mind.
A Turtle Telling Time
Sea turtles were once regarded as the time-keepers of the ages by the sages and mages. That is, perhaps, why they live so long. These patient reptiles stay to record the times of its beats and measures on the scutes of their shell spines. Turtles in general are catalogued as 'slow' travelers. I beg to differ. Soil or sea, they migrate according to magnetic force of resistance and flow. By phenomenon of weight and matter, they balance time to the numerical state of zero. 'Slow' (or 'fast') is reserved for both the objective and subjective.
By Aimee Ortega5 years ago in Psyche
The spirit of creation and its' affect on mental health
Rock n' roll and mental health awareness have one thing in common, society has taken its' time to accept both. I have anxiety in the same way I love rock n' roll... I just always have. At the end of everything, everyone has that one thing that quiets the chaos inside of them. That something is a way to express self care and self love, as well as a way to spread love for the human experience. For me, that is the liquid light show, a dying art made famous by early rock n' roll. The liquid light show was made famous by the hippies, looking for the psychedelic visual counterpart to bands like Led Zepplin and Pink Floyd. It was a strange fusion of art and basic chemistry, all glued together via an overhead projector and colored fluids. I knew I loved doing it and I loved how raw I could be with it.
By Hayley Buzek5 years ago in Psyche
The Rabbit Hole
I am an over-the-top personality. I overthink, overlove, over feel, over stress, etc.-it is all or nothing, which is not invariably a negative aspect of my personality when channeled in the right areas. My extremities have helped me to accumulated over fifteen years of experience with insomnia-which comes in waves. Waves of countless replays of things I could have done better or different in my life-reminders of immature mistakes that are set in stone forever. Waves of empathy I feel for people I may have hurt ten years ago. Insomnia is endless reels playing on inner eyelids. I do not come with an off switch, and I have been looking for one for a long time-trust me. These shoulders get heavy, and there are times when I am exhausted and screaming out to no one, “I need a freakin’ break!”
By Franchessica Hannawacker 5 years ago in Psyche
Wearable Weapons
I bought 75 pounds of TSA confiscated scissors from eBay. It was 2008 and I was preparing for my MFA thesis project. I was in NYC completing my creative degree 7 years after the Twin Towers had fallen and TSA had made a bunch of new rules to protect us all from the threat of “Weapons of Mass Destruction.” Does having our scissors and other sharp objects confiscated from our bags, suitcases and purses help keep us all safe?
By Carrie Mae Rose5 years ago in Psyche
The Metaphysical Properties and Healing Properties with Shiva Eye Shells
Hindu God, Shiva A.K.A, Mahadeva (Love) Shiva Eye History The Shive Eye is named after a Hindu God, Shiva A.K.A, Mahadeva (Love). It is genuinely believed that the existence of Shiva is beyond a moment in time and space. As a Supreme Spirit in Shaivism, Shiva is still one of the major traditions within Hinduism to this day. It was believed in India that there was a god of lust and a god of love. During this time, the story explains that Shiva (God of Love) became disturbed by Kamadeva (God of Lust) and so he opened his Third Eye (fierce and fiery eye) and charred Kamadeva (God of Lust) to ashes for shooting an arrow at his heart. It is a firm belief that it is a “trap door” to the Gods Third Eye found in many Hindu legends of the God.
By Harley Marie5 years ago in Psyche
Emotional Block
Since I was a little girl, I looked up to beauty. Aesthetics is the mother of ethics, Brodsky said. I live it in what I do, what I speak, what I think, and what I have to share. But I could never dare to call myself an artist. This question didn't arise even when, during big moves, I packed two suitcases of personal belongings and nine chests of art tools and supplies. To be an artist is a holy mission. I am too little of a human to aspire that high.
By Anastasiia Stu5 years ago in Psyche
Steering with Scissors: A social worker’s story
King Arthur has Excalibur, Thor has his hammer, Glenda has her wand and Harold has his purple crayon. My superpower is using creativity in my journey through life’s hills and valleys, its twists and turns. And I have my scissors to help me accomplish that.
By Beth Imperial-Rogers5 years ago in Psyche
