I'm taking a different road than some.
I just got through 'googling' art and pain. Many paintings of gruelsome images, splotches of deep, dark colors, shapes, images. Expressions of what pain feels like. Moving the viewer to emotions of sympathy, horror and shock. It seems that many have the need to express pain in their paintings, sculptures, music and writings. A need for others to see and hear how they feel. I do empathize. I actually do understand. I live with chronic pain. The kind of pain that turns up where ever it wants to, in different places all the time. Like little surprise parties of pain waiting to surprise me each day. The pain d' jour, I sometimes call it, pain of the day. I have fibromyalgia. Pain in the muscles and nerves. Chronic and always with me. But where others take the road of outward expression, I take another road.
That different road?.....I choose to draw, rendering things to ease the pain, rather than to express it. I draw flowers, fish, colorful things to soothe the soul. Flowing things of nature and structural beauty in architecture. I can loose myself in the piece for lengths of time before the reality of the body's pains creep back in to take over again.
Flowers, the gifts for the spirit. Gifts to calm, soothe, express love, caring. So I draw flowers. Soft petals, flowing living things. As I draw, I am lost in a world of peace, a pain free world. Then the drawings become an expression of that freedom, gifts as you will, to others in pain.
I'm not an 'in your face, this is how I feel!' gal. I tend to nurture. The mother in me is a nurturing creature. Give joy and peace to others, in return, feel the appreciation back. I look for the positive in things rather than the negative.
My art becomes a healing, soothing outlet for me and for the viewer in turn.
I dedicate this to all in pain. May you find some freedom from your body if only for an instant. Embrace that instant!