Reaching back to my earliest years, I can’t retrieve a time when I didn’t write in a diary, a log or a journal of some sort. Wordplay, wordsmithing, “word-work,” has saved me time and again. Writing is my element, my medium, my retreat and my escape. I love words. It’s a forever kind of love.
Recently, however, I’ve been inclined to add more color ~literally~ to my words. So I followed the lead of many contemporaries and embarked on an art journal journey. Simple concept, art jornaling: Add images to the ideas. Here is my first entry. I had a really happy day. Can you tell?
I AM ART!
On the agenda:
Plant sunflower seeds (For the third time this season. Why? So the thrashers and bunnies have snackies, it would seem.)
Supply buying trip to Michael’s
A session with Kevin at Plexus Pilates
Make a card for Susan
Press flowers from the garden
New soap in the shower
BE HAPPY!
