Metal is hard and cold; it brought back memories of how I first felt when my parents were NOT too keen on the idea of my desire to pursue a life in art and music. I literally did a 180 and switched tracks so quickly it gave me and my friends whiplash.
Today, I help and heal people everyday. I have a great job that allows me to revisit my creative desire. It's also the rebel in me. It's my turn to do what I want!
This journal page is an expression of how despondent and lost I felt when I initially plucked myself out of a creative atmosphere and threw myself into a competitive healthcare arena.
|Doll image by Corinne Skinner|
|Metal accents: Wings, heart lock and key|
I thank you for stopping by. Never stop creating!
Peace and love,