Our Creator would never have made such lovely days, and have given us the deep hearts to enjoy them, above and beyond all thought, unless we were meant to be immortal. (Nathaniel Hawthorne)

Journal Prompts
To be immortal means...

I will ...

I will not...
I found The Journal Fodder Junkies through an internet search for books on Art Journaling. The authors, Eric M. Scott and David R. Modler are self-proclaimed art addicts. They refer to their pursuit as visual journaling. They take every day items, such as ticket stubs, receipts and other paper sundries to document their daily lives.

I found one of their books, The Journal Fodder Junkies Workshop: Visual Ammunition for the Art Addict at our local library. I did buy Journal Fodder 365: Daily Doses of Inspiration for the Art Addict for my personal library. It's built around a twelve month format.  One of my future goals is to follow their prompts and techniques in one of my journal journeys for an entire year.

In the meantime, I glean tidbits here and there from their book to incorporate into my journals.
This is an example of one of my early attempts. I wanted to document everyday life, but somehow this became a reflection on my past experiences with art teachers and art class in school. The springboard item on this page was an old library card from a used book. The stamped dates included April 28 1970 and Oct 18 without a year. I added my birth date with a date stamp that I have. April 1970, would have been the spring of my kindergarten year, which is where I remember vividly making art out of tongue depressors, paste and colored construction paper to learn my colors. Oct 18th is my wedding anniversary.

So you can see that these "random" dates in an old library book were quite significant to me. I wasn't really liking my art, so I scribbled over it. I remember my art teacher in elementary school basically painting for me, and also one of my high school art teachers helping me finish a barn landscape that I didn't feel confident about.

While I was struggling with the process on this page, I realized I could recreate a tree and flowers on my own. I wondered in words on the page: "Why did I let others paint for me?" My epiphany on the opposite page was: "I did not trust myself..." The process of making these pages became a breakthrough moment. I could trust myself NOW!


What experiences have hindered your courageous, bold expression of yourself? Which ones have given you courage to move forward and be your created self?
 


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