It's no secret that I love papers, stamps, old photos, posters, ink stamps, pattern.
These pages actually use all those elements, and when I cut and paste and tear and glue, something happens to loosen up my brain.
Then when I write, I feel like I am using the right intuitive universe-connected brain to find my truest words. If I were to write first, I would tend to be rational and reasonable because the rational and reasonable is where most words live.
Words are really just containers to hold ideas, and I find they are very very limited.
It feels like the more intuitive and creative I get, the less articulate I become.
That kinda hurts, so I do try to sustain some ability to communicate, but mostly, I know - communication is much more the act of listening than the act of saying what I need or want to say.
Art communicates so much more directly to the feeling level, so that is why I am happy to live in the art creation place, but I do need words. Words plus art seems the best fit for me, hence this blog and my book on journaling.
Also - I think there is something in us that wants to share what we do and what we know, and since my practice has been to make collages in journals, it's what I have the urge to share.
and I do feel like doing this work is so healthy and expressive, and I really really really want more people to know that. . . .
LA LA LA -- love and acceptance today!
"A life spent chasing other people's approval is a life spent on a pointless roller coaster of emotional highs and lows, without ever knowing yourself." --Rinatta Paries