Art Journaling always causes a shift in my perspective. Sometimes it’s huge, in my face, yelling at me, “Hey, You Need To Look At This!”.
Sometimes, it’s so small it’s almost unnoticeable, but if you are quiet and listen very carefully, there it is. My shift.
My journal is an expression of me. My creative process. My emotional baggage. My delights and my worries, my hopes and my fears. It is me, opening up to the pleasure of making art just for the fun of it.
No expectations, no drama, no baggage, just creating. I savor every step of the process. With art journaling in my life, I experience everything around me in a deeper, more inspiring way.