My house is starting to look like this. {or why I art journal}

empty nest close up copy

The day that we put the third Brilliant on a plane to AU for a year and half of studies overseas, I made a page in my journal.  The house was dramatically quiet, heightened by the fact that the oldest Brilliant was on vacation and the Littles at camp.

On the leaving day, I didn’t have words.  Quite frankly, I didn’t want to use any more words.  Goodbye was a big enough word for one day.

But when I got home, a sheet of stickers caught my eye.  A sheet of nests, some of them empty, just sitting there.

nest stickers

That’s why I art journal, because sometimes a page is safer than words in the capture.

One empty nest in gray said what I didn’t want to talk about, but didn’t want to forget.

my house is starting to look like this copy

By | 2016-10-19T14:20:39+00:00 July 2nd, 2010|Journals|1 Comment

About the Author:

I create containers for words and paint and I fill them. I craft safe, sacred spaces for people to wrestle, create, heal and shout from the mountain tops.   And I teach people to do all of these things for themselves.