journals, art and
Good morning, Bom dia… How are you all, this lovely Friday morning. The teasing aroma of simmering pork riblets is wafting in from the other room. Ahhh another day begins.
What you see is another start-up collection of journals, I have gathered them and put them in one spot. The couple that I am currently working in, are still in my atelier. According to the Oxford dictionary (yeah hey guys, remember the dictionary, hard cover with actual pages) a journal is a newspaper or magazine dealing in a particular subject. A daily record of news and events. A diary.
Mine are mostly art journals, prior to the art journals I was having fun in “junk” journals. The art journals allow for me to play with my paints, and inks, experiment with various techniques, and truth be told, play around and have fun with medium that allows for visual expression.
This spatula is a fun tool that I found at DeSerres the other day. I have used it now in my ways, I amaze myself at how much fun I can have with one new addition to my tool box. Had it not been on sale, I would have passed it by, it had a red sticker, and I was checking out the sale items.
That happens all the time, we are so focused on looking for what we are wanting or think we want, that we will miss other gems along the way. That day I was inspired to bend down to check out items below the usual area of my search and find gaze. It is amazing what we can find or discover when we let go of “patterns” and try something different.
“There are always flowers for those who want to see them” Henri Matisse
Oyashikiri
Smiles darlings, share the sunshine that glows from within.
*anyone interested, the journal covers from American Craft are in the clearance at Michaels. Along with some inserts (56 pages) Ottawa
dyllusion products, Scrapbook Centrale, Montreal
In playing with the colours when I got home, I thrilled at the texture and fluidity of the paints. So happy with my choices that I didn’t get to play with all of them, because, the testing, turned out to excite me just the way it was.
Oyashikiri
This precious handmade hamster, makes my heart sing. She puts a smile in my heart just by sitting there smiling back at me.
The last few days have been difficult for me. I have found myself drifting into a state of “low drive and little interest ” When I could I retreated to my bed, the quiet of a darkened room and the desire to sleep. My sleep mates were only too happy to crawl under cover and enjoy time out from the weather that was raging outside.
I am so blessed. The Universe always comes through for me, when I allow myself to stumble, my friends are there reminding me, that LOVE, is always with me. God is Love, Love is GOD and we are all ONE
We are not cast in stone, we are not without feelings, nor are we unaffected by the world around us. Change is the only constant in life, each day, each day, brings a new NOW.
