journaling for clarity

Last week I spent time enjoying my mother in law’s company, an artist herself we spent a good bit of time painting and challenging each other to step out from our comfort zones and explore a new medium or new subject. It was exactly what we both needed. I painted cowboy boots for the first time (I will share that later) and Maggie painted with acrylics, she normally paints with oils.

It’s been a long time since I did any journaling, either in my ‘diary’ , blog or in my art journal. It seemed like a good way to begin the morning, along with a cup of hot jasmine tea. I have had questions for days, bubbling inside…what’s next? Something kept tugging at my heart to paint more!
Underlying questions can become such pestering feelings if left for too long without an answer.

I began my art journal pages years ago by just painting over old catalog magazines, the kind that had thick enough paper to hold up to Gesso, acrylics, glue and paper. At the time I couldn’t invest in moleskin journals, I just had to make do. After all these years I still choose to journal this way because text/words on the pages show through, when I need them the most like special messages from God.

This morning I sat down with paints and journal book, with the intention to just paint what I was feeling. I chose only a few colors, whatever called to me at the time and began. This isn’t about perfection and making everything look lovely. This is about exploring feelings. What colors called to me were black, grey, white and pink.  I noticed after painting her face she was looking at something on the other page. She was looking for something, an answer perhaps. I was searching for something, it was obvious, but what?

I chose to take the painting, scan it and continue to add digital elements. I layered in an older pencil sketch of flowers that had been calling to me, something I sketched months before. It’s so important to remember nothing is ever wasted. It all comes back around, somehow or another for your benefit.
Once I added the flower pencil sketch on the opposite side, it was clear she was looking at flowers. Adding it to the right side as well caused me to realize, that she was looking for something she already possessed within.

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