This is a old journal page that I made a few years ago. At the time I was writing about feeling like a fish out of water in regards to making art. I felt so clumsy when it came to working in my journal. There were more pages in the journal that I hated than I was pleased with.
I would open the pages and feel discouraged by all the "ugly" art that was inside. I actually have a page in the journal that says "Even ugly art is still art."
Somewhere in the last few months there has been an understanding between me an my journal. I am realizing that my journal is my playground. It is my space to make mistakes and learn. It is quickly becoming my favorite place to visit on a daily basis.
I am even starting to finish those pages that originally made me cringe.
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