Turning to my journal

I meant to post earlier in the week and I just never made it here.  I had some contract work and got tied up.  When I had down time I elected to spend it with my paints.  A good choice now I look back at what I did this week.  :)


Last weekend was hectic, my son’s last rugby game for the season, and then a shared lunch for his team an hour later (where he had to take a plate, and I only found out about at the last game???), and then a celebration swim party at the local pool that night for the junior rugby club.  We left early so we could catch the fireworks at the winter carnival, which we only made with minutes to spare. I LOVE fireworks, LOVE. I was especially grateful for the fireworks the next day when we had two sick children requiring tending all day. They were a happy memory.


This photo of my daughter while we were watching my son’s last game of rugby pleases me as well. I turned around to check where she was and saw her at the top of the bank, meandering along. I love this photo.

Exploring her world.

And then the contract work and report writing and editing. I was pleased to have my art journal to play in and journal out some of the gunk in my head.

Room for hope

This was paper clay that I stamped into. The effect was very fresco-esque. I liked the look of plaster about it. And the layers of glazing to bring out the stamping detail. :)

Room for hope - close up

This next page is texture city. Just playing with some paper mache stuff I had (which I am not a fan of), and some scraps of different textures that I had around. The coin is an old one, from when they changed all our coins the last time, and had been very patina-ed. And I found it while I was looking for a rusty bottle cap that I thought I had kept, and it went with the colours on the page so I stuck it in the middle.

Wear, Tear and Tarnish

These next pages were just working out the rubbish in my head. Things that were whirling around and were better out than in. One of the biggest reasons that I am grateful for finding art journaling is the processing and reflecting it allows me to do. I also can’t imagine the crap I used to store in my head before I started journaling…no wonder I had depression and anxiety!! :)

No magic tricks

She had a choice

She felt like a circus performer

I have continued working through the daily prompts that can be found at Tammy’s site and my found word poetry.

Conspicuous Choices:

Conspicuous choices

This was my first mandala. I was so scared about this prompt. I left it and carried on with the other pages, but I knuckled down and did it the other day. OH MY GOSH. Just starting with that dot and then doing lines as they came into my head, not worrying about the outer layers until I was there. And I can’t believe how it came out. I look in awe that I created it. I did it while I was feeling quite drained and tense and it was surprisingly relaxing as you stay focused on the patterns taking shape.

Conspicuous Choices - close up

Fumbling Spirit:

Fumbling spirit

This page was only done using an old credit card. I love the texture of the credit card in the heavybodied paint. I normally only use it to spread the paint quite thinly so creating texture was fun, and I am happy with how it came out. It was so easy and fast, apart from waiting for the paint to dry!

Fumbling spirit

Escaping identities:

Escaping identities

This page was made up of a series of ATC backgrounds that I made. Also I did some sewing, and I had bought some new thread and there was such a big difference, so I am definitely putting last weeks frustration down to the bad quality thread (and my lack of skills). It has been a long time since I made ATCs, I burnt myself out ages ago, and had no interest in it, but I still have a few more of these cards, so I might play a bit more with them.

Silence ran out:

Silence ran out

I love how you can catch the wavy journaling under the paint. Just barely, but it is a beautiful layer. I want to do this again in my art journal. I have done a few lines like that, but the whole page journaled like that looked very cool. Writing the letters taking account of the different lines almost became a mediation practice, it was very deliberate and focusing.

Silence ran out - close up



I think that the shapes of weeds are so interesting, I never appreciated them until I began sketching them. I wish that could account for how many weeds are about at the moment, but I just haven’t gotten there yet, though with Spring here pretty much, it will be time to get Summer vegetables in soon.

Fragment - close up



I loved the scroll-ly journaling sprawling over the page. Another writing technique I want to do in my journal. Covering it up with paint was fun as well!! :)

Silence - close up

This third poetry book is nearly full and I am so proud when I see them all together, knowing that I have filled those puppies up. The words I love as well. My moods really dictate where the words go and what words stand out to me. I can look at a page one day and find nothing, and the next day I see words I want all over the page. Just finding the words, and then putting them together and rearranging them is so relaxing and enjoyable. I have also been writing my own poems. Which I love. They are really touching my center at the moment. They flow better when I don’t overthink them…which is a constant battle I face. So far still very raw though and needing more work I think.

Linking up at Paint Party Friday as well, where I am continually inspired and bouyed by the talent and support that is over there.


Friday round up

There was no Frida follow up this week.  I needed the week to process the story she told and think about my interpretation of that story.  How it looks for me.  The week was needed because I am now rearing to go.  Sometimes you just need the processing time.


I have done some encaustics.  I am not thrilled with the outcome, but somewhere to start from.  I can only progress!  :)  This piece came from some meditation I did.  I was not in the best frame of mind, but when is the best frame of mind for meditation?  I aspire to meditate every day, I have varying success with this.  For a course I am doing, there was a meditation session built in, and I decided to schedule this in on my to-do list and leverage the meditation session as my day’s meditation.  I actually came to it with this mindset…leveraging meditation???  It shows how much I have had on my to-do list at any rate.  So I came to cross it off my to-do list.

No great expectations other than crossing it off, and instead it turned out to be quite enlightening in it’s own way, because of the mindset I came in with I expect.  The result completely different to what I normally experience in meditation.  Showing up regardless of my headspace is a lesson in itself that I needed. It showed me the value of turning up without excuses even if my to-do list is a mile long.

During the meditation I saw this image really clearly of a deep black and a setting deep red sun.  After I saw white flowing lines.  I can feel an encaustic series coming on while I develop my skills enough to translate the image to the substrate of what I saw in my head.

The good, the bad and the ugly

I finished up this journal page. It has been half finished in my journal for over a year, and I completely painted over it pretty much. Before I was completely stuck, but as soon as I started smearing the white over the page, I saw a way forward. Sometimes a reminder that you just need to pick up a brush. The next way forward on the path will make itself known – sometimes! :)

Standing my ground

Another page that got finished this week. I had an art journal that I thought I had nearly finished, but when I actually started going through it, it turned out much of the pages were actually unfinished, so before the end of the year I want to have finished the pages in this journal. I work better with a deadline I find, and by the end of the year is plenty of time (says she in August, but no doubt that will fly by as has the rest of this year!).

And then I have been working through my board books using the daily paper prompts that can be found here to inspire my backgrounds and then finding poetry in book text that I have collected.

Craving silence:
Craving silence

I made a pattern with some airbrush acrylics and then sprayed with water. It felt like a blurry kind of day that day and I like how it turned out in the end, with the blurred parts of the pattern and the more fixed parts of the pattern. I am also going through a drip loving phase at the moment as well.

Craving silence - close up



This is a chandelier that I drew roughly in airbrush acrylics. I love how sketchy it came out, and how it is not immediately obvious as a chandelier, almost dream like. I also love the way the paint and gesso buckled and crinkled on the page. A happy accident.

Chandelier - close up

She found her voice:
She found her voice

This was based on a prompt about celebrating an achievement. This poetry and the poetry that I am writing at the moment is what I decided to celebrate. And I was so excited when I found “book of poetry” twice (because this book is my second book!). Poetry is touching me deeply right now, as I begin to see phrases all around me.

She found her voice - close up

Shipped with gratitude:

Shipped with gratitude

This prompt was actually meant to be mail art, but given I am using the prompts to inspire backgrounds, I changed it to suit my purposes. I always used to struggle with prompts. Wanting to do my own thing, it has only been a recent realisation that I don’t have to stick to other people’s prompts strictly, I can actually modify them to fit what I am doing. This may seem basic to everyone else, but it was one of those paint outside the line kind of realisations for me. So no mail art that will be sent in the mail, but I did cover the spread in stamps…mail art kind off?!?

Shipped with gratitude - close up



This photo represents the truce that I thought I had reached with my sewing machine been called off. I deeply admire people that can work those machines with ease. I am not one of them, but I love how sewn paper looks. I will keep persevering, but I am pretty sure my sewing machine dislikes me intensely. Either we need relationship counseling or I need lessons…I suspect the later! :)

Coiled close up

AND THAT WAS THE END OF BOOK TWO!!!!! I am now working on the third book. I am a finisher! :) hahaha

Dream time:

Dream time

The butterflies are meant to be a stamped mandala, which I used embossing powder for. This did not turn out like I saw it in my head, and so I put a lot of layers on this page to push them back. when they weren’t so in my face, I liked their dreamy look, a little bit of magic. :)

Dream time - close up



This page has strips of maps, covered in gesso and then covered in tissue paper. I regretted the tissue paper, too many stars and there are two layers of light gesso to push them back a wee bit. I loved that the tissue paper tore a little bit and you could see a crack of the maps clearly. A little slip in time.

Escape - close up

And before I sign off this round up I thought I would show my studio assistant that decided she was not getting enough attention while I was taking photos…

Studio Assistant
Studio Assistant
Studio assistant

Ever so helpful (though so much less destructive than she has been this week!).

And I am linking up to Paint Party Friday. So much inspiration over there!!

A new week

Such a busy weekend, but not overly creative.  I got into a cleaning and decluttering fit of madness after aliens abducted me and switched my personality with someone more organised.

This was just a temporary measure however, and so normal transmission has resumed.  Though looking at the rubbish I threw out, makes me feel very happy and lighter.  I always wonder why i keep some things, for just in case moments, or because it seems wasteful to get rid of things even if I am not a fan.  It was not a problem on the weekend as Ms Ruthless took over my body.  Even the children got worried as I began to head for their room.  :D

I have still being working on the Daily prompts for my backgrounds and the found poetry. I have also been working on finishing up some journal pages.  I had a journal that I thought was mostly finished, but when I actually looked at it, there were actually still a lot of pages half done, so I am going to go through that and get some done.  I found it quite interesting how much my style has changed from the start of the book until the end.  And made some progress on a spread that has been taunting me with the mess on the page.

Always, there is so much I want to do, but only so much time.  I am not complaining about all the ideas and inspiration that I have going on (far from it, having gone through more than one phase where I thought I had no ideas left), but I sometimes feel permanently behind.  Though I am trying to leave that in the sphere of activity and doing things and not feeling overwhelmed, which is the place for me where procrastination begins and nothing much happens.

I am currently working on a vision board.  I have never placed a lot of stock in them before to be honest.  I have admired the people that cut up their magazines and found their images and words and what have you.  But it never really called to me.  But I have sat down and asked my wise woman self “Where to now?”  and then cut out images and words.  Time will tell I imagine.  And the only reason I bring it up here (because I wasn’t going to), is that if things do start coming true off the vision board, or things start happening, you can bet I will be here writing a post about it.  So I am setting the stage so to speak!!  :) Just in case.

I have been excited about Spring and the magnolias that are out even more this week, and the sun has been nice, and then today it is freezing enough for a fire.  If I didn’t have to go outside to bring wood in I would be more motivated to light one, but it is cold out there.

That is me, I have also been doing my morning pages each day and a lot of written journaling, and getting ready to prepare myself for my Frida interpretation.  She took a lot of energy last week, and I was pretty focused on her, so I am thinking I will take the week to process that and her story and begin the piece over the weekend.  We will see how the next couple of days pan out.  I have some other paintings to go on with.  The benefit of so many ideas and a lot of starting is there is always something to go on with.

Here are the paintings and poetry so far.

No Coat:

No coat

In the middle of the page is tissue paper that I sewed onto a page of book text, which I then stuck onto the background. I left all the threads loose on the page and I am quite happy with it. Especially that there is no bubbling of thread under the book text (because I have sorted out my tension problems :)).

No coat - close up

Gentle Heart:

Gentle heart

The daily prompt was to do the colours of the seasons, and so those are the colours that I associate with the seasons. Beginning with Winter and then working through Spring, Summer and Autumn. I brayered over all of them to unify the page somewhat and push some of the colours back a wee bit.

Gentle heart close up

Whispered stories:

Whispered Stories

On this page I did all sorts of circles, from a cup dipped in paint, to inky circles. I then had the idea to do half a circle and smush the paint together, which I quite liked. :)

Whispered Stories close up

Soul Orchestra:

Soul orchestra

This one has music scores put on the page and then gesso and paint. I then splattered with some ink, which I quite like. The colours are richer in person and the green almost like a patina.

Soul orchestra close up

Mother’s Alter:

Mother's alter

I decided to use the left over scrapbook paper as a pocket and so used the colours on the scrapbook paper. That day I snapped a blurry photo on my phone of the children that I really liked. So I printed that out to put in the pocket, pleasantly surprised that the colours fit with the page well. I then found that scrap of magazine page on the table so I stuck it down as well. A bit of a hodge podge page.

Mother's alter close up


The daily prompt was to use words, and I really like how the cross word pages came out with a layer of gesso…a good art journal background. very quick and easy, and effective. I then did the drips and stamping with paint. Part of the prompt was also to learn a new word and I happened to have some vintage dictionary page out, so I looked to find a word I didn’t know and found “intermezzo”. Intermezzo is defined as a short musical composition generally of a light sparking character, or an interlude. I liked that. And I also knew I had some pages in my plastic file that involved music for my found poetry so I was happy with how well it worked out.

Intermezzo close up

Also I am surprised at the found words poetry. Sometimes I can look for ages and find nothing that inspires me. The next day I can look through the same pages and words jump out at me. Always different. I love doing these.

It is night now, the children are in bed.  I began this post this morning. It has been one of those days.  I hope you are having a better day.

Frida finished on a Friday

I may be delirious typing this, because that title strikes me as hilarious. I suspect it isn’t.

While this post is about my FINISHED Frida painting, I just wanted to say thank you to everyone who commented yesterday after my interview with Tammy (as part of her interview series) at Daisy Yellow. It was thrilling to just be asked, but I completely hadn’t expected all the kindness and support shown, and the comments made meant so much to me. So thank you, if you have missed the thank you on my art page. It touched me far more than I can say here. Sometimes plodding away at my dining room table can be a lonesome exercise, and you can feel a bit unseen sometimes. Yesterday I felt very supported and connected, and I am so very grateful. So thank you. :)

As I said in my last post, I was painting a Frida copy, and then I would look at the elements of her story and tell that story in my own style. Finally I have finished her. My Facebook art page has had all the update photos during the week.

The last post has the progress up to the point that I am about to start.

I will just repost the original reference picture, so you can see what I am copying, and also the initial charcoal sketch on canvas. This is a big canvas 50cm x 60cm. I am happy with how my acrylics performed for the most part. This has been one of the most patience trying things I have done, but also one of the most valuable learning experiences. By the end I really dedicated myself to finishing, because I wanted to stop more than once. It is so tedious copying another persons work, another person’s story. With nothing of you in there at all. Much more than I anticipated.

Here is the original painting reference photo I used, titled Self Portrait 1940 by Miss Kahlo herself.

Reference Photo

This is where the painting started:
Frida Kahlo Self-Portrait 1940 Study WIP #1

Messy, but I was only really blocking out the figures.

And these are the final two photos in the series:

The last progress shot:
Frida Kahlo Self-Portrait 1940 Study WIP #11

AND drumroll….the final painting, where I called her done.

Frida Kahlo Self-Portrait 1940 Study WIP #12

There are of course difference, and some like the neckline of her dress bug me a little still, but I am so pleased with her. And also that I stuck with it. I had no idea it would be such a valuable learning experience.

Looking at the story behind the painting and the images (according to the library books I have), the thorns around her neck allude to Christ’s thorns, presenting herself as a matyr. Some of the sticks are broken on the original…I only had two broken ones, and I note since I just got up to check that they are both under the freaking bird. :) But I will remember that for the story. Broken sticks alluding to the fact her attraction to broken things, like her body.

The dead hummingbird apparently may refer to her been cut down in flight, or to her rejection by Diego. In another book, there is reference to Diego killing hummingbirds and dissecting them, and her distaste for that. In Mexican folk tradition apparently dead hummingbirds were used as charms to bring luck in love, which is interesting in terms of Diego killing them, and his philandering ways, though I wonder if dissecting them is having them as a charm (and that line of thought is not in the book…just going around my head as I type!).

The books also mentions aztec mythology where the hummingbird represented reincarnation and it was believed that warrior spirits returned as hummingbirds, which is interesting, but I am not sure Frida went there. I found it interesting though so I included it! :) As an aside, much of this interpretation without her words to tell us, is pretty subjective, but I am geeking out over interpreting her images and symbols like a detective. I justify it here, because it becomes pertinent when I tell the story in my own style next.

Some historians have also apparently alluded to the fact that Christian symbolism has birds representing the winged soul, and given the religious nature of the painting with Frida standing as Jesus, the bird could be the Holy Spirit??? I am thinking that is a big stretch.

The animals are suggested to be menacing. The cat representing death over the person’s shoulder who is about to die??? Another alleges that the cat is ready to pounce on the bird, and the monkey (a gift from Diego) fingers the thorny branches in a way that deepens the wounds. The two flower dragonflies may represent transcendence, as do the filigree butterfly brooches attached to her headdress.

So the story involves love, heartbreak, martyrdom, pain and suffering and the transcendence of the suffering. According to the books. I will do some more research over the weekend, before I start the next painting of my interpretation of the story, but if you have different interpretations I am open! :)

And I am linking to The Butterfly Effect, which has Frida as the theme this week (and Fairy sex!!) next week. And also Paint Party Friday. :)

Have a good weekend.

Channeling Frida

I intended to do this challenge last week, paint a painting from an artist I love and then paint my own take on it. but I just didn’t get there. So this week I am getting there. I decided my artist would be Frida, because I love her. I love the way she used herself in her story telling, her strong use of symbols and telling of stories that aren’t always pretty. Because we don’t always have lovely positive stories topped off with pretty bunting! So this is where I have been this week. Loading photos over at my facebook art page of my progress.

That is where photos will be appearing until she is finished I imagine. It is quite motivating posting my progress photos over there. The encouragement isn’t so shabby either, sometimes it can be lonesome painting away. I like my own company and all, but still. Nice to have a water cooler to connect at! :)

The instigator of the challenge said that by the end you would hate the challenge, despite loving the artist. Painting another person’s style and story. None of you in there. I am so there. I didn’t think I was going to love it, but I didn’t expect my utter frustration (I could never be an art forger, that would rank up there with vacuuming for me). Once I got past the portrait, I have not been a huge fan. In fact I could have stopped there. :)

But I have plodded along. And I am reasonably happy. I still have more to go, but I have been somewhat hindered today by an awful headache. I can also see my errors. When I noticed the neckline in particular I was a bit gutted, but I am letting go of all of it. I will never replicate it entirely because it isn’t my painting, so this is just my study, and the errors that are there, are okay.

Challenge instigator also said I would learn a lot from the process, and already I can say how true this. It has taught me as much as some of the art classes I have taken and has been as cheap as a book from the library! :) What is even more fun is diving into the story of the painting. For when I do my interpretation. Looking at the meaning of her symbols. So I can take those meanings forward in my own style. I am geeking out over it already. I have painted this reasonably big (50cm x 60cm) and the companion painting will be the same size.

So here is the reference photo I used:

Reference Photo

Here are my progress shots so far…from the charcoal sketch on canvas, through to where the painting is now…

Frida Kahlo Self-Portrait 1940 Study WIP #1
Frida Kahlo Self-Portrait 1940 Study WIP #2
Frida Kahlo Self-Portrait 1940 Study WIP #3
Frida Kahlo Self-Portrait 1940 Study WIP #4
Frida Kahlo Self-Portrait 1940 Study WIP #5
Frida Kahlo Self-Portrait 1940 Study WIP #6
Frida Kahlo Self-Portrait 1940 Study WIP #7
Frida Kahlo Self-Portrait 1940 Study WIP #9

And this is where I am up to now…
Frida Kahlo Self-Portrait 1940 Study WIP #10

I have the dress, thorns, hummingbird and this:
Reference Photo
to look forward to tomorrow. The dainty details that scare me!

I have still been doing the Daily Paper Prompts each day and working on my found word poetry, but when looking at my photos just now, I see I have only been taking photos of my easel!! So will fix that tomorrow. :)

In super exciting news I have been interviewed. OH MY GOSH! Thrilling and exciting don’t begin to cover it. I was honoured when Tammy (from Daisy Yellow) interviewed me, she was one of the first blogs I followed when I was looking for more creativity in my life, but not knowing where to start. So that can be found here. A huge honour!

Playing with encaustics

At the moment I am taking an encaustics class and that is mostly what I have played with today.  So far only melting crayons…until next week, but oh my gosh.  There is a such a joy in melting crayons, even if the end results are not what is in my head.  But at the moment it is about playing and experimenting…where the best discoveries are made, though maybe not with some of the results I got!!

Dripping rainbows

The first canvas is for the children’s bedroom. I made smaller versions of this canvas for Christmas gifts, and had been meaning to make a bigger one. I like it, and the children LOVE it, which is very gratifying…now to hand it up in their room sometime over the weekend. :)

Then I played with two substrates that had already been started or abandoned. I am not happy with either…both definite works in progress.

Encasutic wip

This one I am really unhappy with, but I don’t mind this little bit…
Encasutic wip close up

A couple of days ago I showed the denim journal I have been working in, and my descion to only do non-dominant hand portraits in the journal. I also made another decision.

As you can see in these photos, all the pages are different sizes.

Denim Journal

So what I decided to do is that all the faces, use elements of the pages that are visible. So this face used the hair from the previous face as a beret type hat.

Here was the initial sketch:

Denim Journal

And here she is currently, waiting for some finishing.

Denim journal

I am still working on the Daisy Yellow Daily Paper Prompts, combined with found poetry words.

Here is Day 8: Faded love

Faded love

This is was air brush acrylics that were faded with a combination of water and gesso with some Quinacridone Nickle Azo Gold added. It turned out dreamy and wistful I think. I want to add something on to the other side, but I am not sure what yet.

Faded love - close up

Day #9: talking to the other side
Talking to the other side

The prompt for today was a game board and one of the options was a Ouija board. I hinted at it in the elements and the poem as well.

Talking to the other side - close up

I had a bad experience when I was 11 or 12, and I have never been near one since, deciding not to play with things I am not experienced in. I still don’t know if what happened was real, or if it was guided by one of the other girls (which a part of me suspects), but the other part of me would rather be safe than sorry.

And I am linking up to Paint Party Friday. So much inspiration over there! :)

Feeling the poetry tonight

I have always had a soft spot for poetry.  It can be soul touching for me in a way that other writing isn’t.  But apart from some angst ridden dribble written when I was a wee slip of a teenager I have always felt too intimidated to write poetry.  I have wanted to explore it a little.  I thought about it more seriously still and bought a book, but I was always a little afraid.

And then I began doing the found poetry that I shared last Friday.  I love it.  It is so much fun and not intimidating at all.  Thankfully I found dreadful books that have great words in them.  I tried reading the books before I began hacking them up and they seem to be custom made for cutting up.

I have nearly finished the first board book.  I will continue throughout August using Tammy’s prompts for my background starts.  I am just loving the exploration.  Seeing the difference my mood has on the words I find as well.  One day I swore there were no words left I could choose, the next day I found potential everywhere.  Here are my latest offerings.

Daily Paper Prompt #3: Fire


Drips, I love how they branched out at the top when I sprayed the water on, so I left it alone. :)

Fire close up

Daily Paper Prompt #4: Labyrinth

You may notice that this has become my header everywhere, here on my blog, on my personal Facebook page, on my Facebook art page…I love the flowers. And I am always partial for some splatter. It is my version of glitter. :D

Labyrinth close up

Daily Paper Prompt #5: Heard

This is where it was originally going to finish:
Heard wip

I wasn’t in love with this. I used my Pentel Color Brush to create a continuous line and my original plane was to spray the page and do a wet wash with some india ink colours. However the pen is not permanent, and so I mopped up the water quickly before I had no line left and just a black page. I decided to try a couple of circles and then decided to cover the page. Found the poem and there it was…

While I was doing the next page, and looking at this photo above, I suddenly say the red circle.


I like it much better now.

Heard close up

Daily Paper Prompt #6: Quiet

The first layer of this page was this:
Quiet wip

It was written with my Neocolors, so I added some gesso for the first layer. With some more acrylics and even some embossed butterflies I was happy with it. The circles at the bottom are stamped with gold iridescent paint which contrasts nicely on the page.


I have been using airbrush acrylics for the drips, and I love that stuff. Like ink almost. Stunningness and vibrant and makes wonderful drips.

Quiet close up

Daily Paper Prompt #7: Meaningless


The background was started with the left over paint from my denim journal page (which is coming up :)) I just kept the book out and wiped my brush on the page when I was changing colour, or if I had too much paint on my brush. Then I started to see some shapes so I began filling them in. Afterwards I added a light gesso wash over the whole page to fade it back a bit and unify it somewhat.

Meaningless close up

I am so inspired by this introduction to poetry, I have even taken some steps to explore it a bit further, and I am adding a poetry category to the blog! It still feels very vulnerable, and while I will be completely up for critique when I begin sharing. I accept you need constructive critiques to get better, I would ask for very gentle critiques, because even the idea of sharing any poetry that I actually write has made my heart beat faster and a glow appear on my brow!

I introduced my denim journal here, and have not worked in it since. The prompt this week is using your non-dominant hand.

I decided to use the denim journal so I dug it out and drew a face with my non-dominant hand:
Denim Journal wip

I then painted her with acrylics. Here is a progress shot from where I started blocking out the main features:
Denim journal wip

And this is where she is now. I love this journal, and I love doing portraits with my non-dominant hand. Both the other portraits in this journal coincidentally were done with my non-dominant hand as well, so I have decided to fill the book with non-dominant hand portraits. :)

Knowing freedom

And that is me, now off to fold a pile of laundry (sexy exciting I know), because the laundry fairy got lost on her way to my house, or someone else captured her and has her bound somewhere doing their laundry.