Since early November 2012, I followed where my heart lead me. There were no immediate deadlines until taxes! I simply gave myself permission to play and to fail. I gave myself infinite redos and tons of patience. How can you be harsh to the little girl inside, beaming with pride, saying “See? Look at what I just made!”
Yes! I just kept telling myself yes! In the process of letting go of NO, I fell in love with art journalling. It became a place to explore with a newfound freedom from old, self-imposed restrictions. For me, it’s a way of clearing the cobwebs from the mind–thinning out the briar patch I had allowed to grow around me. Art journalling is empowering & invigorating! But in taking out the stagnate, protected parts of me, I also leave myself a bit too exposed, fresh & vulnerable.
Right now, I am the two extremes–courageous & cowardly. In finding my own strength, in my mind’s I am a bohemian warrior rebuilding my life with a paint brush. I come off egotistical & narcissistic, or euphoric & crazy--or, at least that’s how it feels. Then there are moments of fragility where I am full of doubt, when my inner critic has been whispering lies & I’m beginning to believe her. In those times, I come across gloomy, chipped, or lacerated. I’m working through these feelings, hoping all-the-while this emotional roller coaster ride is just part of the process of following my artistic path & not the first steps into insanity or dementia. For I know the sun disperses melancholy, a chipped mug can still hold water, and the hurts will heal.
Yes! I just kept telling myself yes! In the process of letting go of NO, I fell in love with art journalling. It became a place to explore with a newfound freedom from old, self-imposed restrictions. For me, it’s a way of clearing the cobwebs from the mind–thinning out the briar patch I had allowed to grow around me. Art journalling is empowering & invigorating! But in taking out the stagnate, protected parts of me, I also leave myself a bit too exposed, fresh & vulnerable.
Right now, I am the two extremes–courageous & cowardly. In finding my own strength, in my mind’s I am a bohemian warrior rebuilding my life with a paint brush. I come off egotistical & narcissistic, or euphoric & crazy--or, at least that’s how it feels. Then there are moments of fragility where I am full of doubt, when my inner critic has been whispering lies & I’m beginning to believe her. In those times, I come across gloomy, chipped, or lacerated. I’m working through these feelings, hoping all-the-while this emotional roller coaster ride is just part of the process of following my artistic path & not the first steps into insanity or dementia. For I know the sun disperses melancholy, a chipped mug can still hold water, and the hurts will heal.
Introducing "a-MUSE-ing Mondays
Cheers to finding an enduring equilibrium one art journal entry at a time. Here’s to meeting kindred spirits and inspiring mentors along the way. They keep the wind in my sails and act as my ballast stabilizing me and keeping me on course.
I am excited to introduce my “a-MUSE-ing Mondays” where I share who or what has been inspiring me lately. Why Monday? I want to share a little inspiration on what’s arguably the most stressful day of the week. Why begin on April 15th? Only the biggest deadline & MOST stressful day of the year, right? Please join me beginning this Monday, April 15th, and let's spread the inspiration!
I am excited to introduce my “a-MUSE-ing Mondays” where I share who or what has been inspiring me lately. Why Monday? I want to share a little inspiration on what’s arguably the most stressful day of the week. Why begin on April 15th? Only the biggest deadline & MOST stressful day of the year, right? Please join me beginning this Monday, April 15th, and let's spread the inspiration!