Art Therapy is a form of psychotherapy that uses creative modalities, including art-making, sounds, and movement to improve and enhance mental and emotional well-being.
Traditional talk-therapy practices are also used. It differs from art making or performance arts in that the emphasis is on the process of creating, rather than on the end product.
Traditional talk-therapy practices are also used. It differs from art making or performance arts in that the emphasis is on the process of creating, rather than on the end product.
Diana Hickey, M.A.A.Th. Cl., ATR, is a registered professional member of ANZACATA, and has over 20 years of clinical experience in New Zealand.
She has extensive experience with 5 to 24 year olds and family therapy, but also supports other communities as well.
Diana’s areas of speciality are:
- Attachment Disorders
- Child and Family Therapy
- Self-Care & Skill-Building
- Chronic Pain Management
- Post-Traumatic Stress Support
- Anxiety & Coping Mechanisms
- End of Life & Bereavement Support
Diana is trained in both Clinical Art Therapy and Person-Centred Psychotherapy, and has also trained and worked in paediatric mental health, oncology support, palliative care, trauma triage, with Allied Health teams, special-needs education, medical and therapeutic supervision, and academic support with the CDHB, University of Canterbury and Whitecliffe College. She is registered with WINZ, PHO, VAS, The Cancer Society, Gumboot Friday and also local Tasman region youth and adult Social Supports.
Beannacht / Blessing
For Josie, my mother
On the day when
the weight deadens
on your shoulders
and you stumble,
may the clay dance
to balance you.
And when your eyes
freeze behind
the grey window
and the ghost of loss
gets into you,
may a flock of colours,
indigo, red, green
and azure blue,
come to awaken in you
a meadow of delight.
When the canvas frays
in the currach of thought
and a stain of ocean
blackens beneath you,
may there come across the waters
a path of yellow moonlight
to bring you safely home.
May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
may the clarity of light be yours,
may the fluency of the ocean be yours,
may the protection of the ancestors be yours.
And so may a slow
wind work these words
of love around you,
an invisible cloak
to mind your life.
John O’Donohue (1956-2008)
From: Echoes of Memory
For Josie, my mother
On the day when
the weight deadens
on your shoulders
and you stumble,
may the clay dance
to balance you.
And when your eyes
freeze behind
the grey window
and the ghost of loss
gets into you,
may a flock of colours,
indigo, red, green
and azure blue,
come to awaken in you
a meadow of delight.
When the canvas frays
in the currach of thought
and a stain of ocean
blackens beneath you,
may there come across the waters
a path of yellow moonlight
to bring you safely home.
May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
may the clarity of light be yours,
may the fluency of the ocean be yours,
may the protection of the ancestors be yours.
And so may a slow
wind work these words
of love around you,
an invisible cloak
to mind your life.
John O’Donohue (1956-2008)
From: Echoes of Memory
