A few days ago, inspired by art journal teacher Kelly Kilmer and several of the pages she posted on her blog, I started making art journal pages again. It has been several weeks since I've given myself permission to "play."
For those of you who read here regularly, Sophia, Mollie and I share our townhouse at Villa Redondo. We are kind of like Steve Martin in Lonely Guy, I guess. Sophia is usually on display in the living room and visitors have largely gotten accustomed to her presence.
This blog began almost nine years ago as my attempt to describe the sacredness of routine things that happen on a daily basis. Though I hadn't really thought about Sophia before in the context of Gestalt therapy, I have a tendency to keep my "little thoughts" to myself, but when I decided to bring Sophia into my life, she was initially just another way to express a more creative side of myself. Through her, I'm able to express myself in a way that I can't in real life. I also loved dolls as a kid and went through a phase of collecting kewpie dolls earlier in the decade--attempting, I'm sure, to recreate my childhood. Sophia is a life size version of a doll. Oh--I always did (and still do) love paper dolls; she's a three-dimensional paper doll. I also loved fashion when I was younger but in my later years, with weight gain, cellulite and wrinkles, clothing has become less important to me. But, Sophia's clothing allows me to be young again,I guess.
It occurred to me tonight that I have so many images of Sophia in all her outfits and she makes a good art journal model, so you'll see her from time to time. Just some sacred ordinary thoughts tonight about a tiny facet of my every day life.
