Following on from my (now, evidently pre-emptive) realisation that I could draw, this art journalling business really challenged me.
The first page was closer to what I'm used to - paper, dimension, glue - but then we had to go on our individual journeys and journal about our day.
Anna assured us that if we carried on with our art journals, our self-portrait would eventually emerge. I guess I need to be patient.
I already discover I'm better at journalling than I am at art.
But I am persevering nonetheless, because it's fun.
And because it's interesting to see what comes out of your subconscious when you're in automatic mode. Sometimes scrapbooking can be like that, but the art journalling has made me really think more about placement and colourways in my scrapbooking. I'm looking at another long weekend full of journal-able, as well as scrappable, moments, so let's see what I can come up with...