Happy Birthday, Mom!
Films Watched:Shadow of a Doubt
Adventures of Captain Marvel
Superman Showdown (1942)
I've said this before and I'll say it again, what's with the notion that a journal has to be perfect, or for that matter, ART, even? A journal is supposed to be your place to play, explore, think and revel in creativity. A journal is supposed to be a place to document, ponder, wonder and wander. Why are so many obsessed with the fact that a journal has to be perfect? It's not supposed to be! It's a place to get messy. It's your place to learn. It's your place to try new ideas.
A journal is not your place to compare. It's not your place to say, or even think, "Well, my work doesn't look GOOD or doesn't look like what's in the magazines." Stop. Don't even bother going there. Make art for you. Make journal pages for you. Make messy pages. Make crappy pages. Make some more crappy pages. Keep pushing and pulling and trying and messing up until you find your voice...you'll find it. It takes time and work and energy. It might be a soft whisper at first. I'm adamant that the more you take the time to play on the pages, it won't be long before that soft whisper is screaming, "HERE I AM! I MADE THIS!"
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