about 1 1/2 years ago i made the decision to spend a Christmas alone. I was about to be divorced, again, and i wanted and needed to be in the home i grew up in all alone. my family really didn't understand, but was more than happy for me to stay and take care of the house and animals while they were visiting my brother and his family in south texas.
i had seen some fine examples of graphic journals online, and decided to embark on my own journey of self-reflection. i needed, somehow, to make sense of what i thought was "the mess that was my life."
i brought with me a beautiful journal that was a gift from a friend, and began looking through my old books i had still on the bookshelf in my childhood room. i found the perfect one, mother goose. it was full of wonderful pictures and rhymes that helped me clear out the baggage of expectations, falling short of expectations, etc.
i was able to let go of the need to create a "worthy" work of art, since this was only for me.
here's some photos of my work.
my marital relationships felt like this...a rollercoaster, really. at the time i felt like the little girl at the bottom of the page.
i didn't write many of my own thoughts, but thought about the meaning behind the nursury rhymes, instead. afterall, we know there was more to the meaning than met they eye!
it was a lot of fun tearing the artwork from it's original position and placing it to suit my voice.
slowly, it changed from what had been wrong, to things that i want in my life.
i journal in spurts, and it's been awhile since i added anything. with all the changes going on, right now is the perfect time to pick it up and add my dreams, my heart's desires.
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