The poster on the left was my first realization of my "wild wiggles" and created out of a 2D Art project prompt: exploring in 2D form, what our relationship is like with God.
These organic black lines, "wild wiggles", Ive seen them ever since I started creating greeting cards, paintings...journals. One of my professors noticed them in my projects, but it wasn’t until this project that I looked into them more intentionally.
Ive been in a LONG season of unraveling. It's been unbearable and unsettling. It's changed my perspective and my personality. To be unraveled, feels a lot like what I imagine sky diving feels like without a parachute— high anxiety, extreme vertigo, uncontrollable summersaults, and constant reminders of approaching death.
Unconsciously, my body has been signaling the need to release. Release the “strands” that have stranged me. “Maybe this is the grey area that God works within?” I thought. Instead of answering all my cries, perhaps God’s creative voice is speaking to me through creativity? Designer-to-designer? Maybe to get past my intellect, my critical voice, and pain, He used the unconscious creative language to subtly tell me He is with me, helping me let go.
These wild wiggles and this organic, gestural figure is me. This side symbolizes my release of the weight and pain I’ve been carrying, strand for strand. As each strand is being released, more breathing room and space is being created. Space to play and embrace joy as a co-creator of my life [hello name change.] I balanced the figure with a geometric shape, alternating rhythm and diminishing in scale, filled with a text that reads:
“And I am certain, that God who began the good work within you, will continue His work until it is finally finished on the day when Christ Jesus returns.” - Philippians 1:6
I chose to run the text off the page and not paint the entire passage to unify the idea of incompletion— the middle of a process. This side reminds me life on earth is a process… I am in process.
Note for and from Moneta:
Beauty can still be created, life can still be lived, even in the unbearable unraveling.