The deeper I engage with Art Therapy, the stronger I feel about its place within advocacy and activism.
So how can I not use it as such?
Every story we penetrate about who we are - or who we’re told we are - is a brick to the miseducation we’ve received about our ‘role’ and our ’place’.
Every opportunity of ‘not knowing’ is a new self that can breathe in a system that chokes us into boxes and bottom-lines.
Every reminder of something we once housed within us is an act of preservation.
Every moment we slow down and reclaim from the fast-paced structures we’re set in is a chance for regeneration and transformation.
Every rising sense in our body that we move towards, is a resistance to the numbing fleetness of the everyday.
Every seeded curiosity about our next step can be a toxic cycle broken.
So how can I not use it as such?