In honor of the American Art Therapy Association’s 50th, here is a photo of the envelope I keep from 1994-
the year I wrote, snail-mail style, to AATA to inquire about a graduate degree in art therapy and program requirements with that offering. I knew when I completed my undergrad in Social Work (a field I love and to which am called) that I would pursue art therapy. I also knew that pursuit would wait for the ‘right’ time.
I’ve shared this before: the field is a beautiful, and at times seemingly perfect, albeit challenging, pairing of two deep interests: psychology and art.
I remember a conversation with my uncle, an MFA, in which we both wondered aloud how coming out of a lower middle class family with our influences, we ended up in the arts. Both of us being told by my grandad, his father, that we couldn’t make a living in the arts. We both found our way: he an art center director, me a social worker- turned therapist combining visual arts and counseling.
Every day I am grateful that I have had the opportunity to work in a field of dreams.
the year I wrote, snail-mail style, to AATA to inquire about a graduate degree in art therapy and program requirements with that offering. I knew when I completed my undergrad in Social Work (a field I love and to which am called) that I would pursue art therapy. I also knew that pursuit would wait for the ‘right’ time.
I’ve shared this before: the field is a beautiful, and at times seemingly perfect, albeit challenging, pairing of two deep interests: psychology and art.
I remember a conversation with my uncle, an MFA, in which we both wondered aloud how coming out of a lower middle class family with our influences, we ended up in the arts. Both of us being told by my grandad, his father, that we couldn’t make a living in the arts. We both found our way: he an art center director, me a social worker- turned therapist combining visual arts and counseling.
Every day I am grateful that I have had the opportunity to work in a field of dreams.
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