Pandemic and creative energy. Well those two words are really not friendly. I am in an art funk. How can art even be a priority? Except it has to be. A release, a soothing place to land,a panacea for the ills of mankind. No rules just paper and paint. That is where Art Journaling saves my soul. Words released from my mind scribble of paint, the flow of creating.
|Chocolate is the answer
|Butterfly's will be there always
|Finding peace in the fire
|relief of mind