Just Be

I remember when I was a child, creativity came fairly easily.  Pretending to be movie stars or setting up an entire scenario and scenery around a Barbie doll, complete with aluminum pans of water with Lantana flowers thrown in as if Barbie were in Hawaii.  I also loved making colorful pot holders and selling them door to door.  As a little girl, I even loved making creepy crawlys with the little heater plate that came with it and creating colorful bugs with the goop.

Eventually, adulthood catches up and you have to concern yourself with making a living and exploring other areas of your life that need attention.  Then a day comes when you ask yourself, what is missing in my life that is causing this angst I feel?  For me, it is creating something pretty even in for my own eyes.  I just want to create something nice.

I have watched video after video in fast motion of art journaling trying to catch every move they make.  I have copied and have become discouraged that is doesn't look as nice as theirs.  But I have discovered that continued learning eventually gives way to the ability to put it together.  I thought this page was a mess and had no clue how to finish it up.  It comes to me that if I can't draw, I can do the next best thing and use the pretty items from craft stores.  Do what you love.  I love all the amazing emphera that is available and though it isn't my art, it is definitely fun to design with it.