Quote of the Day: “It is better to die on your feet than live on your knees.” – Delores Ibarruri
In my Contemporary Topics in Art class this morning, we discussed our art as activism. All five of us who showed up went around in a circle and they all agreed that I have the most socio-politically active/aware work. Alright! When my turn came around, I explained that I wanted to use my art and art therapy as social activism while I was an art therapy major. I wanted, in particular, to work with people who are trans, genderqueer, intersex, etc. as both art therapy and as social activism. The art therapy department here frowned on that; apparently that is the “wrong” kind of art therapy and the only “right” art therapy occurs in schools and nursing homes.
I realized that the way I feel about leaving art therapy is how I felt about leaving the church: LIBERATED!!
Since all this dad crap went down, I’ve been trying to get a return to normalcy. After I originally came out to basically everyone, I wanted to get to life after coming out – something that was difficult to do with all youth-oriented LGBTQ literature and organizations focused almost entirely on coming out! Now that I’ve come out to the last person, I have to get back to my post-out life.
Last night was the Thanksgiving feast on campus and these four old ladies sat at my table; one asked what I was thankful for. All I could think of was that I’m not pregnant. But finally focusing on something other than dad crap has greatly improved everything. I’m also thankful for not being in art therapy any more!