2014 was filled with more flops and flips and backward-steps than I can account for. Instead of pushing forward with goals, I let the world absorbed me. I withdrew from my current academic studies. My husband went away for three months. I let self-doubt, temptation, and advocates of every kind consume me. Perhaps, it wasn't as drastic as I'm painting, but I really let my faith in Him leave me. It wasn't until my husband's recent visit during Christmas break that I realize I hard I fell, how strongly convicted I was of my own pride. Instead of filling you in with abstract tales and sordid details, I just want to make a declaration to live more creatively in 2015.
Over the weekend, I found myself picking up a journal and wanting to write more, but not just writing, but creating, longing for the artist to come out. Today, I found myself walking around the art isles in Michael's for hours. I found myself reading about watercolors, acrylics, and gesso (how to use it, how to apply it, what is it), applications, and numerous art techniques. I haven't created anything the last few years, but as the digital age is here to stay, I found myself wanting to create something more concrete and with my hands.
Last year, I picked up Project Life and was determined to fill the album. However, as many of my projects go, the Project Life endeavor dissolved. I want to start explore more with mixed art mediums specifically with art journals. I need a process to display my heart.
I do not know who blogs anymore. But if you are here, reading this little space today, just know that I am forging ahead with some creativity this upcoming year.
I'm excited, 2015, it is going to be great.
[Inspirational Quote from Chatting With Sky]
