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Collage Therapy: Home

The stack of magazines was growing tall, some unread, some half-read, some from months ago–People, Whole Living, The Sun, O, Country Living, Marie Claire, Food Network–how did the list get so long?  Instead of throwing them away, I took my mom’s advice and made a collage.  Then another, and another.  Once all the images and words were before me, they started naturally categorizing themselves into different thoughts, emotions, ideas.  What is so soothing about cutting and ripping and gluing, seizing images and words that are appealing?  It’s just plain fun.

But smashing everything together also seems to bring out hidden truths.  Right now I’m reading Travelling with Pomegranates by Sue Monk Kidd and her daughter Ann Monk Taylor, and learned that The Secret Life of Bees had no formal outline, but a collage.  Now how’s that for inspiring?

I laid out my pictures first, then added words to tell the rest of the story.  So not to get all woo-woo symbolism on you, but here is one collage, with the words and images I chose:


Yellow background because it's such a happy, sunny color


Golden Gate bridge

framed seascape

outdoor patio with table and hammock

bag of groceries

wine glasses

lounge chairs on a deck overlooking the sea


potted flowers

side table filled with balls of yarn

house and bike rider

bowl of salt

stove with colorful pots and spoons



“This is you.  This is now.”


“California: Find yourself here”


“home cooking”


“Start something good.”

“Eat with gusto and love for the food to digest properly.”


This was the third collage I made, and I jumped from fear to comfort: my home.  I started picking out images that mean “home” to me–mainly food, and places to relax and enjoy beauty.  My “now” is San Francisco, and I’m still working on making it feel like home.  Gathering things around me to bolster myself against the outside world.  I guess you could say I’m a homebody, because I’ve realized that none of my images have anything to do with living in the world beyond my apartment walls–even the outside spaces are fenced in and private.  But that’s what Home means to me–privacy and personal nourishment.

Hope you enjoyed my collage about Home!  More coming soon!

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