These are some of the very first collages I made. I think I made these in 2007. It was around that time when I was living alone in a very small apartment. My bulimia and self harm were ridiculously bad and I was in a very big downward spiral. I was in and out of psychiatric hospitals on a regular basis. This is when I first discovered how much art really helps me. I started collecting magazines and I would spend days pouring over them, cutting out words and pictures. I don’t even want to know how many glue sticks I went through during this time. Making collages was such an awesome distraction. Not only did I really enjoy it, but I could collage about things I was feeling and I didn’t have to take my feelings out on myself through binging and purging and self harm.