It's been a period of deep introspection for me of late, a few life changing experiences and the need to make many changes, reinventing myself really. I lost myself amongst the grief and loss of a lifetime and am just beginning to find my way again.
Part of the journey has been re engaging with the activities which give me peace, and of course journaling is high on the list there.
Many moons ago I came across a number of photos in a Sunday supplement, I think they were photos of people who had survived internment in a Russian Goolag, in any case their faces said so much of life, of pain and loss that I knew I would use the images some day. I guess that day has come. I used the techniques I learned at the weekend workshop by the lovely Kassa Hazelden and initially used one of the images on a canvas
As always put too much paint on my palate so decided to do a journal page too
The sentiment seems so appropriate at the moment, not that I'm wallowing in the loss but acknowledging it so I can move forward. Seems I've been still for too long.
Loving this colour combo sort of duck egg blue and mustard, the photo doesn't do the paint colour justice.
Anyway guys I've burnt the midnight oil long enough so gonna try to sleep a while now.