My art journal and painting themes are quickly becoming permission slips for myself. Focusing on granting my heart the thing it needs at that moment and somehow silencing my very loud, harsh, inner critic. She’s a bitch and always tells me what to do, doesn’t let me sleep when I need to and is generally just cruel. She comes…
and tell myself what I really need and what my motives are, I get this. And then my brain feels really sheepish about it, like maybe it’s really lame and I’m incapable of mattering or doing things that matter. I think it’s just upset that it kept it hidden and in the shadows for so…
I’ve wanted to be an art journaler for a long time, but every time I started I’d stop. I think it was because subconsciously I never really felt good enough. I loved other people’s art journals – in books, with loads of paint, or collages. But I’ve never really been able to do that (I…
I want to be the eccentric 60 year old with sapphire hair and kind eyes. When I’m 50 I want to not care I will be me I will learn life’s lessons and love freely. I want to be a vibrant 30 and 40 year old living adventurously. I want to be a graceful 20…