It’s only DAY 3 of my “convalescence” and the thought of spending most of my time sitting with my foot up for 3 WEEKS is __________. Fill in the blank and it’s probably close to the mark.
So far I’ve worked on CATNIPblog posts, worked on Peggy & my Happiness project, started reading a new book and watched far too much TV. My “rear-end” is already beginning to hurt as much as my foot.
I have more time on my hands (and feet) than ever yet have less focus than ever. Looking for something creative to add to my sit-down-activities I decided to finish pages (upon pages) I started years ago in my many journals.
judy’s journal, collage, acrylic, marking pens
Today I picked a page that required no thought, just schmearing a bit of paint with my finger and doodling with marking pens. I have no clue why I wrote the fishy-poem I remember from childhood on the page.
Fishy fishy in a brook
Papa catch ’em with a hook
Mama fry ’em in a pan
Baby eat ’em like a man
Need to catch up? Here’s what happened to me:
A Year of the SPARK lesson: Reverse painting on clear packing tape. I didn’t like my results so I cut it up in strips. What you see is the reverse order of the process.
3. Cut-up strips on black paper
2. Cut up strips, a variation
1. Painted-packing-tape, torn magazines and chalk
Cut-up, pasted down packing strips, torn magazine and chalk
I’m never sure if I just have trouble following “rules”, have attention deficit disorder, or get easily bored. I’ve decided it’s all three . . . and I’m not joking.
I decided to embrace “my tendencies” for the journal writing class. Instead of just journal WRITING I’m combining it with doodling, collage, free writing (aka stream of consciousness) and what ever else might amuse me.
- I do not like starting on blank white pages so I smeared paint on the pages.
- I do not like doing anything in sequence. I am just writing, doodling, collaging at random throughout the journal
Cover of old journal I’m using – already covered with acrylic paint
A free-write with one-line doodles
In class – randomly pick a word cut out from newspaper. Free associate a list of words (The last word written might have significance). I free associated all over the page and lost track of the last word (which, as you know, is rare for me as I like to get in the last word).
Maybe it unconsciously prompted this next collage?
I might use this collage as a writing prompt to see what my unconscious is saying . . . or not
It’s suggested to journal 3 pages every day. Instead of 3 pages I did 3 sections: Free writing, things-to-do-list and one-line bird doodles
P.S. Since this is my PRIVATE journal don’t tell anyone else.
I snapped at my husband today. I felt justified to boot.
Why would a therapist, who KNOWS relationship dynamics, why would a therapist who counsels others on how to conduct themselves to make their life better, why would a therapist respond in such an unhealthy way?
Why would a woman with a husband and friends who love her and dog who gives her licks upon request, why would a woman who believes that we are all connected and God is in all feel alone?
Hate to admit it, but I keep getting reminded that I’m human.
After the stress, excitement, tension of being “up & on” all day yesterday I’ve crashed.
My body’s aching, my face, feet, legs and arms are burning, I’m exhausted and yes, I feel alone with it all.
Ironically, one of the pictures I talked about yesterday was the collage I did depicting my exhaustion and the part of me who yells to pull myself together, get up and get going, the part of me that just sits, frozen in place, and the exhausted part that just lays there listening.
I also talked about the Buddhist saying –
Pain is inevitable.
Suffering is optional.
Today I told that yelling me to shut up and leave us alone.
I choose suffering.
The journal process is a metaphor for layers and layers of experiences, feelings and thoughts of our lives; Some things covered up; Bits and pieces of others showing through; Each layer enriching the next; Forever creating who we are.
The pages are layered more and more with stacked writing, collage, spontaneous poetry, faux sketching, paint, stencils, torn paper, tissue paper, magazine images, words, tissue paper, stenciling, markers, foil, torn paper, cut paper, scribbles, scratches, doodles and all things creative.
(The colors in the slides are not as rich and deep as the originals — I’m having trouble with iphoto)