I am an avid art journal enthusiast. At first I carried a chunky half page journal with me everywhere I went. It housed my grocery list, idea sketches and art journal elaborate pages of mixed media. It was a jumble. Now i carry a thin journal with in my purse and my quick sketches, meditation notes and everyday notes live in there. Then at home I have a few art journal books that help me explore different topics.
Journals I started
Enough- my personal journal
Things my Son Says and Does
Word of the year
I am thinking about starting-
Sow – Garden journal
Love- a journal dedicated to the people who make all the difference
Do you keep a journal or diary? It is never too late to start.
My practice of journal keeping has changed my life. My journals are for sketching, keeping inspiration handy and playing with texture in an smaller format. This work has expanded my creativity in the larger projects of my life.
I also use journaling to create and refine my artistic vision. When I have a spark of an idea. I jot it down in a journal, then doodle it and research it and expand it. Sometimes that is enough. But those ideas that are worthy. They become in big paintings, creative endeavors and interesting happenings in my life.
December of 2013 – Heartbroken & numb – I sat in a councilors office and she asked me if I had done any creative projects around the grieving process, my first thought was – Duh?
Creativity is how I get to know myself.
She sent me off with instructions to start thinking about grieving as an art project.
Start a page in my journal.
Then to the research – for this project I started with the clothing of grief. I went to one of my favorite thrift store, costume magic & vintage frippery. I looked through racks, baskets, and piles of goodies. I was searching for beautiful sadness.
I felt my heart welling up as I found the black section of the frippery. I found a few pieces of lace and spoke with the passionate shop maven.
We talked about how the lace I chose was probably sewed into many dresses & reused by families of women who needed grieving clothing. I also found a beaded collar and she believe it was probably used by a women who lost her partner early and had years of black to wear.
I thought about my own story – one son born to me after three months of bed rest. Doctors offices bad news, miscarrage. And another, and three another’s…. let’s adopt – we leapt headlong into a crazy adventure… but the trade winds of faith were not blowing our way. We ended up with more loss, there is no word for adoption loss. But we had eight non-spoken pains. This all lead me to a journey of healing – journals, counseling, and inward exploration.
Working with your favorite medium, some mixed medium & your heart. This class works with you as an artist with new techniques, tools & tips to discover your story. We will explore inspiration, storytelling, & heart work to give your voice wings!
Come along for the journey.
Wednesdays 7-10 pm @ Cole’s Studio (contact us for address)
Fri 10-1 pm @ Myrna’s Studio in Puyallup (contact us for address)