Inspiration, like anything, can sometimes wax and wane. There are times in my art journey where I am overwhelmed with inspiration for journal pages, classes, or art pieces, then there are times when I simply have nothing. Trying to be true to my style, even when I feel squashed by insecurity and tiredness, is paramount to my journey. To create art of any kind is like exposing a deeply personal part of ourselves for the world to see, and thanks to the internet, for the world to pass judgement on. It's not always easy!
As I have journeyed in Australia, I've been able to think a lot about where I am going and what I am doing. I've sat in gardens with my sketchbook, on trains, beside lakes, and on the beach. What has evolved hasn't always been pretty, or easy, or inspiring, but its been fulfilling. For every page I photograph and post about here, there are 5 pages that I don't show.
I look at this page now and I see and feel exactly that moment on the beach. Isn't that what art journaling and sketchbooks are all about?
Thanks for checking in xx