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I was fortunate to be able to watch a master create recently. She created with abandon. Pure freedom from an inner critic. Freedom from judgement. Who was she? A 5 year old!
My entire artistic journey has been about getting back to that place.
She never asked if it was right. She never asked if it was good. She only asked if you liked it, which to me, was her way of asking if you connected with it.
She didn’t ask what do I do with this or what’s its purpose was. Play was its purpose.
She didn’t judge her technical skill level. She wasn’t afraid to create. She was free to create and let what she created be it’s wonderful self.
Here’s the video of my play inspired by the brilliance of a wise 5 year old!
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Do you ever see something in an art journal page and no matter what you can’t un-see it? I didn’t want to see this. I tried to ignore it. This was one persistent tree…sort of like the one that keeps growing right in the middle of my garden…
Here’s the messy, going nowhere, art journal page I had in my art journal from play long ago. I love the stamp I used. I love the stencil I used. But I don’t love this page so far.
But after a few colors were added it made me much much happier. And then I saw it. A tree. I don’t want to do a tree. I am not usually a tree person.
So I tried to ignore the tree. That so didn’t work. The tree would not go away.
Well, if you can’t beat ’em, join ’em.
I made the tree…with a new goodie I found called a Krink Paint stick. It is like a big soft crayon of permanent paint (that won’t smear, run, etc. once it dries). The white was wonderfully opaque!
And then I embraced the tree. No more reservations or hesitation. I became a tree person.
Art journaling has such power for me. Why? Because sometimes it reminds me of important messages from time to time. And that is exactly what happened today.
Notice her chin. There’s no paint there and that is rather unusual since this was a print from a fully loaded Gelli Plate. And then I stamped right over it without even realizing there was a paintless spot.
What was her message? Even if she takes one on the chin, she will be a survivor because she always knows where her True North is.
Here’s a video of how my Gelli printing turned into an art journal page.
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I was fortunate to be able to watch a master create recently. She created with abandon. Pure freedom from an inner critic. Freedom from judgement. Who was she? A 5 year old!
My entire artistic journey has been about getting back to that place.
Do you ever see something in an art journal page and no matter what you can’t un-see it? I didn’t want to see this. I tried to ignore it. This was one persistent tree…sort of like the one that keeps growing right in the middle of my garden…
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