In the past 24 hours I have created a couple little pieces that show how healing art can be. For the past few weeks I have been holding onto a lot of anger. The kind of anger that although it was caused by someone else, was only harming me. As the Buddhist saying goes: holding onto anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die. Last night I created a piece I call "Seeing Red".
After a good nights sleep, I created another piece. This piece depicts blooming flowers in warm passionate colors.
When I looked at them side by side I realized that the anger portrayed in the first piece had turned into blooming blossoms in the second. Like the anger had been released.