Today was one of those days where I just had to let it go. I found myself going in circles with this one hoping for something (?) that didn't happen. This is a huge part of the creative process, and it doesn't upset me or anything.
- The right side started with an old screen print I had left over from a print portfolio with friends in 2012. I have a pile of them leftover, which I should totally recycle at this point. Anyway, I glued that down and then I painted and collaged all over it. I collaged a tissue-like lacy paper that I've had since I worked at a Paper Store ten years ago.
- On the left is a figure based (oh so loosely) on a painting I saw on Tumblr. For the next while I am going to draw & paint more bodies and faces, which is necessary for upcoming projects.
- So yeah, this page, though it's all fine and good, ended with me abandoning it. That is the hardest part of the artistic process for me--letting go! I feel safer when I say "it's not finished!" I am working on letting go, and saying "here it is, it is what it is, and I made it." It doesn't define me as an artist, it's just a visual thing that happened in my art journal.
- Posting on Instagram every day is new. I feel as though I am sharing too much, like as if it could be annoying. Then I'm like... oh well. I always have vulnerable feelings following my compulsion to share. Sometimes I have to post things I don't want to post, just to honor the posting every day part of the process. It's not a huge deal, it's just different than usual, when I only post what I think is interesting or relevant. I wonder how I'll feel after 31 days.
- Every day I work on layers on all different pages of this journal. I am posting pages where I put my last layers. I have like 15 spreads right now that look totally random and unresolved, but will eventually satisfy me enough to call done. I think I will post some unresolved spreads, too.
- Because I love intuitive painting and process, I was so into this podcast Tiffany Han recorded with Flora Bowley.
- A personal takeaway from this art journaling challenge: my art journal is the soil for my work. I scratch at it and tend it every day, and things grow. It amazes me. Some days this week I was intensely sick with a stomach virus. On those days all I could muster was some simple mark making, but because of this personal January commitment, I did it. It amazes me how important it is. The more I tend to my art journal, the more my ideas strengthen and come to the light--something I thought I already knew.