What do you say when you are done with an art journal? Did you “retire” it? Lay it to rest? Send it off on a new adventure? Is it closed for business? I’m struggling to find the right words right now.
When adding the last few pages I made to the inside of it, I realized it couldn’t hold anymore.
I have finished a few art journals…but this one was my first handmade one.
This is the one that I really dove…head first…into journaling with. I tried new art journaling techniques (not all of them successful) and used a lot of supplies (again, not all with pretty results) for the first time in it.
I shared in it my happy moments and the most heartbreaking and darkest moment I ever had…the loss of my brother.
I am truly grateful for art journaling. It got me through it a lot. Letting me express myself, be myself…no holds barred. It took me when I was ecstatic, overwhelmed, afraid, comfortable, sick, frustrated and content. It took me at times when no one else would.
So, this time finishing a journal is a bit different for me. Give me a moment….