It’s an excuse to buy more notebooks. And art notebooks have the kind of wonderfully thick and toothy paper that I always have trouble finding in a writer’s notebook. My favorite notebooks right now are Moleskine watercolor sketchbooks. The 16 x 12 is so impractical, but I love it so much.
The supplies! The amazing supplies! I have so many new obsessions: Faber Pitt Pens, Prang watercolor paints, stamps, washi tape, Gelly Roll pens. (The index card was created with washi tape and a little watercolor.)
I have a child’s mind when it comes to art: I think everything I make is interesting. It turns out that it’s really unusual as an adult to make things that we simply celebrate and appreciate and accept without criticism or judgment. I can’t even cook a simple meal without thinking of ways to make it better next time. But with art, I have no expectations and no self-imposed pressure. I am comfortable exploring, following a line and seeing what happens. The paint splatters and drips in unpredictable and unanticipated ways, and I’m comfortable accepting that.
I didn’t think I could draw, but it turns out EVERYBODY CAN DRAW! Even me! These index cards are for Daisy Yellow’s Index Card a Day Creativity Challenge. Some day, they’ll end up in my art journal.
Art journal websites are gorgeous and so inspiring: I spend a few minutes browsing posts at Daisy Yellow or Balzer Designs and I want to go make something.
Art is a way to keep playing as a grown-up. Writing feels like work. Art feels like play.
It’s a healing form of self-care. My son has been sitting down to draw, paint, and create too, and his mood entirely changes over the hour or so he makes stuff. This is his crayon drip art. I helped peel the crayons and offered some glueing advice.
There are cool classes to take. Artists are generous! There are so many free tutorials available and so many reasonably prices self-paced courses to learn more. I’m taking Julie Fei-Fan Balzer’s 30 Days in Your Journal class right now, and I look forward to each day’s tutorial.
Some things I can’t write. Well, I could write them, but then the words are there for anyone to read. It’s more accurate to say I won’t write them. Still, the feelings and thoughts are there, wanting to find a way out. Art is a way to process and create and make from the most difficult places, places that words can’t and won’t go.
It puts me in the mindset of being a beginner, which I think is a valuable thing for a teacher.