In an attempt to corral the chaos around me, I jumped head first into art journaling! Oh, the places I’ve been and the beauty I’ve seen!
You’d think it would make things crazier, but it doesn’t. For years I have collected bits and pieces of all kinds of things: handwriting I loved, pictures from magazines, a sentence fragment here and there that sprang fully formed from the place where my mind used to be.
I have always thought of myself as someone who is not an artist, but y’know what? I AM!!! It just looks like MY art, not someone else’s.
For years I have stuck magazine pictures on my bedroom wall; now I’ve found someone else who does the same thing!!
I am taking all these bits of things that speak to my heart and soul and uniting them all in my art journal. I have an understanding now of why I have my markers, colored pencils, scraps of paper – it will all be grist for my mill!
I am using a composition book this time and the humble glue stick. When I am able, I will get some gesso, a sort of primer, which will enable me to paint right on the page! I already have sketches ready to be incorporated, one in a yellow page, one in a purple.
The ideas I see in the work of other artists are making my fuzzy little head explode! I am feeling much freer than I’ve felt in a very long time. I have spent years trying not to be too loud, wear too bright colors, in all ways try to fit into someone else’s mold of who and how I should be. Well, I’m not going to do that any more. If I want to wear yellow, red and orange, or laugh uproariously at jokes, I will.
Even as the family world crashes and collapses around me. I think this art will keep me sane.
Go ye and do likewise – make some art today!