Sharing the Light

Here is a recent Interview of me done by talented writer, Michelle Rosenthal. I’ve asked Michelle to do a guest sculpture for my blog. :P~  It is important to me to continue to share that series of work I did on PTSD and it’s my aspiration that others going through this will perhaps walk away happier, more sure of themselves, with more hope than they had when they came.

Before I part with that series of sculpture, I want to show it as a group in real life, where people can actually come and see it for themselves. I’m not sure when or where this will happen, but I did finally get the courage to speak to a local gallery about it and the response is encouraging so far.

p.s. When I say “I did finally get the courage”, what I mean is I went with my friend, Ahmed Fadaam, to a gallery that had already invited him to exhibit there, to show them some of his portrait drawings, which are incredible.  We walked in the door with his drawings and he says to the Director of the gallery, “We’re here to show you her [my] sculpture.”

PTSD healing through sculpture

I started sculpting around the same time I began therapy for PTSD. Here’s what happened in my sculpture unintentionally. These are posted in the order they were completed. Looking back, they are like a journal in clay of the healing process.

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“The Pawn”


“River’s Dawn” -a piece about hope.

“Why?”  -anger with God.

“The Truth”

“Letting in the Light” -revealing and demanding the truth. This marked the most difficult time in therapy.

“A New Direction”


“Free Diver” -freedom. (Flashbacks stopped)

I know it’s silly of me, I just thought maybe someone else out there going through PTSD might find some hope in these.

Restoring Peace After The Parting


No one who has laid eyes on this sculpture has come up with what it says to me.

They offer meaningful reflections and I wonder if it is that I have fallen short as an artist -that they don’t see what I see in it, or if it is some bizarre success that each sees his or her own circumstances.

I do believe good art offers viewers the opportunity to reflect on themselves and their lives, to make solid their own ideas and  philosophies -but somehow I was so over confident, almost embarrassed that the meaning of  this piece wasback_0080 a little too obvious.

How can I, a visual person, have been thrown for such a loop?