Art Journal

Good Morning everyone!

It is an absolutely beautiful winter morning here abeit cold it is still very pretty with the snow sparkling all around. I do enjoy the beauty of winter - the bitter cold not so much ;-)

This is the beauty I get to enjoy every morning as I look out my kitchen windows ....

Today I thought I would share a recent art journal page that I completed. An intention that I had this year was to create an art journal. I have been following art journals on Pinterest and various blogs that I enjoy.
All the while wondering if I love them so much why have I not tried one?

                                  hmm I'll tell you why...lack of courage!

There I said it out loud, you see I have always LOVED art however didn't feel I was good enough to be an artist.

Over the past year I have spent time reflecting on why I thought that. It comes down to a lack of faith in myself and the confidence and courage to become one.

Soooo this is the year that I walk away from the self doubt and truly invest in doing something I love.
Feel free to walk this path with me enjoying & critiquing my work as I grow as an artist.

This will change the content of my blog as I will not only share my cards, but also my paintings, photos, quilts and even thoughts as I grow. This is a very exciting time for me and I look forward to sharing it with you. I hope it will encourage you to expand yourself in ways you didn't believe possible.

Now on to my journal page, this is an array of different flowers laid out in a block pattern inspired by a "ticker tape quilt". I painted them in acrylics then accented them with my white gel pen - which I absolutely love!. The background I added colour with my "intense blocks" and water then added some stamped images. A lesson for me here is to change the ink I used as I noticed over this short time the stamping has faded so next time I will try my Stazon ink.

This was fun and incredibly relaxing to do. I hope you enjoy it.

Have a beautiful day - filled with the courage to do something you desire.

Hugs,
Diane