My art journal is a visual diary, quite different from the many sketchbooks of various shapes & sizes I have scattered about my house. While the sketchbooks contain doodles, ideas for future compositions, color experiments, & sketches, my art journal helps me delve deeper into my soul, interpret my dreams, & chronicle my life. It’s far more intimate than a sketchbook.
Lately, I’ve been doing some soul searching but have found it difficult to put my feelings into words. Finally, I realized that I’m most in touch with my Self when I create visually. I cut out pictures from magazines & used bits of paper & found objects that spoke to me (including a few fallen feathers from Bella, my parakeet). I just let my heart talk & shut off the mind chatter. What you see below is the result. Not sure if there is an answer in this collage but you can surely see that I’m questioning.