Art Journaling

I've never been a journaler. Several friends of mine can fill diary after journal after notebook of their thoughts. And that's fantastic. There were times I wished to put the same emotion and thought into words. Recently I realized that it simply isn't possible for me. God created us all differently, and I need paint, pens, pictures to express myself. Enter, Birth of the Art Journal.(this was from a study on "the spiritual man," and grace-based salvation... not judging others...
being accountable to God alone...)

Now I can

Now I can put the art into how I feel, what I'm studying, and the backburner thoughts that stay on simmer in my brain. Art breaks language barriers. Art conveys emotion, and affects it, the way nothing else does for me. Of course, books and music are close runners-up.

Each of my kids got their own journal, too, to use however they want. So, for our daily journal time now (not writing in the morning, but part of afternoon art time,) they can doodle, paste, color, whatever they want to do that day.

The Artist took to collage like a fish to water. She puts things together in such an interesting way. The Nature Man sketched in pen. Dash stamped. LittleLad scribbled with crayons. Good. I love that God made us all so different, with unique talents and passions.