My art journal pages often reflect messages to myself. It seems I am often my own cheerleader, confidant(yes I talk to myself) and motivator. Several pages in my art journal this week really reflect the fact that my week was crazy busy...a bit over whelming and at times I couldnt tell which way was forward.
Usually when my days, weeks, times are crazy my coping skill is art, or just making things. The more my hands are busy the more calmed and relaxed i feel. My art supplies are like drugs....i need a constant fix.