|17 March 2013 Journal Pages|
I make my journals FOR ME.
I work in my journals to explore, express, document, process, play, meditate and to simply BE. Why is that not enough? Exercise, meditation, socializing, etc... are all socially accepted norms of different ways of spending your time but why isn't art journaling or even just art making? Why is it looked down upon as frivolous and a complete waste of time.
"Are you going to sell it?"
"What are you going to do with it?"
Why does everything have to come down to money and purpose? Why is it not socially acceptable to simply create something because you want to? Why is not deemed to have value?
I make my journals FOR ME. Yes, I want my son to have them when I die. I don't want them destroyed. Yes, I would be devastated if something happened to them. Yet, I make them for ME to process and experience my life in the moment NOW. Why is something so simple so hard for so many to understand?
Some food for thought for today.