I started by drawing lines with my eyes closed, later I added watercolor.
Title: Get the Tom
Art by: Faith M. Austin
Size: 5.5 x 8.5
Media: watercolor, ink
Finish: unsealed, not mounted
You may ask yourself why the title is "Get the Tom." Well, the answer is simple. I was watching a detective show where a criminal couple stole diamonds. The man thought the woman lost the diamonds but nope, she held up her hand full and, "I've got the tom." I couldn't call the painting 'tomfoolery" now cold I? What kind of title is that? ....... As you can see, I struggle to come up with titles for my work.
Titles don't come easily but fun art does. The fun thing about "Get the Tom" is that I took an art therapy project and turned it in to art for the sake of art. There is no back story, no profound meaning, it's just enjoyable art using watercolor and ink.
"Get the Tom" is listed as a Pay it Forward item in the Community Grabs and PIFsection in my Etsy shop. In its listing you will see close up shots showing details.
I HATED those other themes. They weren't me at all. I couldn't stand it, but Twenty Twelve is back. Lets hope things go better this time. I so missed you Twenty Twelve. I don't like change that much. This theme fits my needs. I like it and don't want to give it up.
You may still have to come to my site to leave comments because the comment option may not appear on the WP feed. Just know you are always welcome to the webpage.
Now I can stop obsessing over this site. The comments on the WP feed may not get fixed. I have no idea how to do it and my web mistress isn't available right now. Shoot. I was starting to wonder if it's even worth going all out to get a nice theme and arrange it. If people basically read from WP then they can't see updates to pages or that there's new information on the sidebar. I'll still update it though.
Content: Spiritual abuse. Emotional and psychological abuse, homelessness, covert sexual abuse
Mother taught me that if I do the little things right I'll do the big things right. She taught me that a strong foundation must be laid but that all foundations start with a grain of sand. Their grains packed together to support materials much stronger than a grain of sand standing alone. To build up a solid foundation we must do the small things right.
My mother taught me that I have no foundation and that my presence was like a sledgehammer against her house.
My mother taught me a scripture that says, "By my God I can climb a wall" and a scripture that says, "If a tree gets cut down it will sprout again."
My mother placed walls around me I felt I could never escape. Inside those walls she did her best to root out willfulness, individualism and hope.
My mother taught me that I can only trust her and that I don't have the intelligence to live without her. She said I'd never survive out here in the world, that she alone could protect me.
She said to tell her if anyone ever touched me wrong. It was her hands around my mouth, my neck. She touched every aspect of me and left me ruptured.
My dear mother, my poor mother is food for worms. How undignified. I hate that.
Today's therapy discussion focused on family matters: mother's thorough brainwashing and effective divisive tactics, scapegoating, emotional boundaries between myself and all birth family and a recap of nightmares from a few days back. After writing this entry I was reminded of the paintings "Resilience Tree," so I included them in the entry.
I was awake all night and until around 10:30 this morning. I had my session to go over the graphically violent and blood dream about cannibals and going to a psychiatric prison for the mentally insane because I was guilty of murdering my child self, the inner child of my sister and the inner child of my brother. I'll pick up more on that topic later.
We talked about the complete lack of protection from my mother: physical, emotional and spiritual responsibilities were ignored or out right withheld.
I sold a painting that I figured would never, ever sell. What's cool about this painting is that it may not be for everyone but I know the reason I created her. When I see her I think of a well rooted woman, fierce, natural and strong. Before putting her in the room divider with art, I had her in a wood frame with carvings on it. It seemed to fit her well. I'm happy she found a wall of her own. That's very cool.
Moving from the art area to plants, I see my sweet potato plant is in need of a new pot. I like self watering systems because of how handicapped friendly they are. You can decide if the handicap is poor watering habits or Lupus, either way, it helps keep my plants alive longer when they sit above the water source.
My girl Jane decided it would be a good idea to sip from my Starbucks coffee. This means she slept 16 hours that day instead of 18. I couldn't believe she just got up and started drinking from my cup. What on earth? Have you lost your mind? I could have sworn we had an agreement: stay away from my food.
Usually when I bring something in the house something else has to go but with the sale at Petco going on I've decided to break that rule. I really like the way the plant area is set up so when the new aquarium comes on Monday it'll sit in a different spot. I'm staying with the Philodendron plant and a peace lily. Those plants grow crazy in a 20 gallon tall terrarium like the one I'm getting. ...continue reading →
This is some of the art I'm working on. It's art on paper, of course.
One - watercolor and acrylic. She is wild and Untamed.
Two - watercolor and acrylic. I've lost my way on this one so it hangs waiting for the aha moment.
"Black Butterfly" - I'd never seen a black butterfly until a year ago. When I finally saw this beauty there wasn't one but two by the flowering bush. Unforgettable. "Black Butterfly" is on the easel.
If not for the detailed view, people may have been distracted by the placement of color and missed the serenity if not joy of this little child.
"Bless the Child" is also on the easel
I didn't want a large project this year because I already have 2 to complete, but I saw a painting in my head while talking to my therapist. That painting will need to hit paper. The painting I spoke of months ago and said I needed to put it on paper has yet to be done but it's on my mind heavy and will begin soon.
We talked over the phone and tears streamed down my face. As I reached for a Kleenex a flash of a woman who had tears like flowers, flashed in my mind. She had no color. I couldn't even see her lips or nose, just a thin black line in the shape of her eyes with daisy flowers pouring out and falling down her face.
I was trying to get myself together and hear him tell me it was a dream and it can't hurt me. I said, my choices were bad. I could choose one bad or the other but no matter what I was going to end up with bad. He said, you're right. I said, I need to remember that I'm 45 years old. I have my own home. I have boundaries and I do not ever have to be in a situation where I feel like her child again. He said, you're right.
I'm ok. I can flip a switch in my head and turn her off. This is my head and the only voices I need to hear are those I want to hear. I have good choices now and I'm ok. It was a dream and dreams can not hurt me. I can turn off her voice with the flip of a switch. ...continue reading →
So you have a room divider meant for family photos but you'd rather do something artsy with it, try filling the spaces with original art. In my room divider I've added such original works as the encaustic mixed media painting called "Fall Tree". Beautiful blues are displayed acrylic painting in "Abstract Waves". I've also showcased original watercolor paintings such as"Rich" and "Hush Be Still".
Can you spot "Bruised Reed II" or the painting "She Flows"?
I've fallen in love with "Blue Wonder" and "Altered #7" so I framed them until they find a permanent place to live. Also on the wall is "Landfall II" , "Purple Tree" and my favorite painting of all time, "Little White Dress." Little White Dress is digital art created forever ago with my computer mouse.
The below gallery shows a few paintings up close. In a different entry I'll discuss and show better images of the painting "Nesting Place," a beautiful orange, gold and turquoise painting of birds and flowers. You can spot it here on top of "Nesting Place II" ...continue reading →
I updated the Featured Art Gallery page. This month's feature will have a color theme. Color is important in my therapy process. Since Sundrip is about the art and artist trying to thrive it only makes sense I'd have an Art Therapy Gallery and speak openly about the role art has in my healing. That's scary though because I worry people will see the art has come from so deep that they won't want to hang it on their walls. I've thrown around the idea of backing off explaining some of the art as I do but that's not going to happen.