I’ve drawn divided faces since I was a child. I can speculate as to why but come on, as inner conflict is the obvious reason. Is it because I have DID that I draw divided faces? That may play into it but I’m human and inner conflict comes with the territory.
One thing I will say is, usually (not necessarily in this case) but usually when I divide them they have a clown-like appearance. That I can honestly attribute to growing up and feeling like a total fool. “Don’t make this into a circus act” she’d say in reference to crying. “Don’t make a fool of yourself” she’d say in reference to some normal activity that little girls do. Fool, it’s the word that haunts me more than any I can think of.
This was sketched in session using a regular number 2 pencil as well as green, yellow and blue PRANG coloured pencils.
In my normal fashion I’ve payed a lot of attention to the eyes and included one leaf. The person has no hair which for me symbolizes being stripped of dignity. How do you cover up such rape? You were a hat. I usually wear a baseball cap. Most of the time when I sketch a figure the figure is me, this is no different.
Blue – self worth and respect
Yellow – cowardly behaviors and fear
Green – youth and inexperience.
I look at this and can see it is a very controlled sketch. It seems well thought out and deliberate but I know when I sketch or draw by hand it is the most freeing feeling. I let myself go. So as “in control” as my art therapy looks the art is still a strong expression of the moment. Still, it’s controlled nature is telling.
F. Magdalene
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