Went all week with hardly anything to show in my art journal. Week two would be way to early to flake on this commitment, so I grabbed some watercolor paints and dusted off the chalks to create a couple of pages:
First, I need to say that I can not draw for beans (ok, maybe I didn't really need to say that, you can see for yourself). It makes me sad to think that as child I really didn't care for art class. There was a lot of drawing involved, and drawing frustrated me. My eyes played tricks on me and my hand wouldn't listen. I could never get my drawings to match what I saw in my head. I gave up on "art." As an adult, I still can't draw, but I have learned to embrace my non-drawing-self. And every so often I'll put pen to paper and attempt a little drawing. I've learned to be OK with whatever the outcome is. Maybe someday I'll take a drawing class...
Tried out some new Smooch Spritz earlier this week. Did some drips and some ink blowing, splatted a bit of metallic and pearl alcohol inks. Really just throwing some mess down. Just a little experiment. Got me thinking about these mediums a bit, and got me inspired to try out some other ideas I have. Sometimes you just need to play with no real concern for the outcome--that's the beauty of an art journal.
Happy Friday! Hope you will take some time to play with your creative side this weekend!