The Sketchbook Challenge for this month was to push yourself out of your comfort zone and this page is waaay out of mine! Everything about it was out of my comfort zone, from the style- I normally do “pretty pictures” not journal spilling, to the subject matter- my mother’s death from lung cancer, to the images- a sketch I made in the hospice of her hairless from chemo with her oxygen tubes and sunken into the giant neck brace she wore at the end, even to the materials and methods- stamps, acrylics, paint pens, irredescent paint, collage. None of this was in my comfort zone. I thought this type of page was supposed to be cathartic, but I find the finished work diquieting. A part of me just wants to rip the page into pieces and burn it…
Awesome!
You know, I’ve never really understood the whole journal spilling thing. I’ve tried it, but I usually want to return to my happy, pretty pictures. This is a very interesting post. Makes me think…