Another page from my art journal "new year new me". This turned out to be a really nice healing exercise. I was a Jr. bridesmaid for my sisters wedding years ago. I was too old to be a flower girl and too young to be a bridesmaid. I had a little bit of a traumatic experience during the wedding. Not sure I will write about it here but it's all there under the paint. I love how I can write about it in a journal then cover it up with paint. That way I don't have to be embarrassed about it all over again but at least get it out and turn it all around and go on.
I'm so glad the weather is nice. I'm able to work in my studio again where all my paints are. I've been working in the yard too. It's killing my back. I love yard work but I have to be careful. I don't know when to stop and then it's too late. Then my back is beyond just resting a bit. There is so much to do, everything is dead.
I have a secret heehee. I wish I could tell, but my husband would die if he knew I was telling the whole world. It's been all I can think about and I can't wait. It will be told eventually.