This is what life has looked like recently: chaotic, unpredictable, and all over the place.
Since I first began art journaling, the pages have been a place to express — first in words, then over the years through marks and color and other symbolism — the ups and downs of my life.
I can open a journal to any spread, and it will transport me to a different moment in time: college, living in Philadelphia, studying abroad. What a gift it is to be able to have that record of a years-long conversation with yourself, to have evidence of your experiences and your struggles and your joys!
