I’m taking a modalities class this semester which encompasses three (creative arts therapy) modalities every 5 weeks of the semester. The first class I’m taking is called Altered Works, and really touches on the work I’ve been producing during the second year in Pratt’s Art Therapy Program.
I’m not sure if it’s Pratt, my internship, the upcoming termination of the city (Oh yea! I’m moving to Dallas May 18th, 2010! More info later), or everything combined, but I’ve been working a lot with collage and transformative materials this year. Fragmentation turned into a collective whole? Makes sense.
The following is a sample of a directive in the last Altered Works class in which we were given seven or so materials and told to work with all the materials provided to make a college after reflecting and meditating briefly about an “ah-ha” moment during our work as art therapy interns.
While thinking back to my ah-ha moment, I thought of a specific client I worked with individually first year. I had so much anxiety about the right way to connect, thinking there was a right way to connect with this client, and one day my instincts took over and my intellect flew out the window and an authentic connection was made in the relationship between myself and my client. We connected outside of intellect, and our relationship was transformed from then onward.
There is no procedure manual for how to conduct therapy. Every therapist brings their identity to the session. Every client brings their identity to the session. And a relationship is formed. The connectedness in that relationship and the bridge between the two individuals is what the following piece is about.
I used two pieces of driftwood and bridged them together with a toilet paper roll (something usually to disregard), packing materials (light, gentle, and careful, usually disregarded), glue (a “bonding” material. pun intended), and lightly layered a strand of pearls in and around the piece which personally reminds me of the energy in the room that settled after authenticity was intact.
















