Sat down at my work table today in need of a collaging fix. As I created the image I began to think about growth and the wisdom that life brings to us and how absolutely amazing women are. One thing has really stuck with me from juliana Cole's Extreme Visual Journaling class...if you aren't saying 'oh shit' and 'wow I like how that works' you're not letting go to the experimenting and creating process. For a person who prides herself on being the one who says 'I saw that one coming' and always being prepared for every unseeable (to the naked eye) disaster, it has been a real breakthrough to celebrate the 'oh shits' of daily life. i have to admit that it's been a lot easier to do with my art than with my children. (Like yesterday when I discovered my 3yo had flooded the bathroom by pouring cups full of water on his feet in order to wash them.)
And as for the amazing qualities of women...I live in a predominately male household (my daughter and I are outnumbered 4 to 2 unless you count the pets), I do not have sisters and played mostly with boys growing up. For so long, what women do and who they are just seemed somewhat mysterious to me (sad since I am one of them). I recently picked up Women Who Run With the Wolves and have to say that I am so proud to be one of the female pack. What we are innately given alone are forces to be reckoned with, the rest is just icing on the cake.
Have been getting the prompts from A Year in the Life of an Art Journal for a couple of months now. Finally getting around to following through on one. Slow... A closer look... I loved this process. The day started off pretty grumpily and as I journaled to get the crap out i decided that I was going to focus on something else and these pages just came together. Guess I really needed to be reminded to slow down and take a look at things. A nice way to end the week. Thanks Rachel.
Thinking of Elizabeth Decker this morning. I came across this image of hers and was inspired to do some moody me work today. I absolutely loved her Moody Me class (so much so that I took it twice...and no two times are alike). Felt the urge to work larger than I usually do so sat at my kids' little (and low) art table.
Just finished this piece. Was really fun. I just decided to go through the steps with no preconceived idea beforehand (ie letting go of control). Just went through the steps of collaging and painting the background and then let the piece decide for itself what it should become.
Feel like I should be more on top of things with all of this time (3 hours a day) I have to myself. Imagined myself getting a lot more artwork done, blogging more, & more time for photoshop. Seems though that the days have, instead, become a mesh of errands easier done alone and a lot of journaling in order to get to that place of some understanding and clarity in order to move forward. I find that is just one of the cycles of my life. Discontent-lots of journaling and reading-clarity & direction-movement forward.
My recent bout with discontent has lead me to realize that it's time to sort and weed. So I have begun to look at old thoughts and ideas of what I thought life should be like or what I wanted my life to be like and weed out the ones that no longer serve me.
I don't know if this is all coming on because I am turning 40 in a few months, or because I just weaned my youngest while my oldest is beginning to show signs of puberty, or just a combination of the above along with unknown sources as well...but the reason why is not important. It's here and I intend to ride it out. It scares the hell out of me while exciting me at the same time. Makes me feel alive and a part of my life. Making choices instead of just getting through the day.
I have 5 amazing people in my life, 4 under the age of 11. Every day I learn something new from them all. In the midst of homework, diapers and laundry, I am working to get my creative mojo back, one step at a time.