After a couple of creatively dry years where I have only been writing in my journals and sticking the occasional thing in…I have re-found my zeal for art-journaling.
Yup. I make rough-and-ready bad art in my journals. It is so soothing and therapeutic and fun to me. It’s more about process than product.
I started a fresh journal for 2014 and made this page with my WORD OF THE YEAR.
I was going to scan it so the details would show better, but then I couldn’t be blathered and I just took a photo because I am SHAMELESS — ha ha!
Glitter, flowers, obnoxious colour. Vomit of my brain. Vitamins for my eyes.