Art Journal Workshop: Layers

I’ve been having so much fun recording and editing that I’ve decided to do a series of video “workshops,” each highlighting a lesson I teach or plan to teach in the future. My hope is that one can view the videos and learn from them as they would were we face to face – the internet’s a great invention, isn’t it?

This week’s lesson is about layers, and is in two parts – a video essay as well as a written essay.

I wholeheartedly believe that experimentation is the heart of discovery when it comes to matters of art and creativity. Think of all those neat, odd techniques you’ve read about and now readily use; at some point, someone had to look at things, cock their head to the side, and wonder, if I did that, what would happen?

An undercurrent of creative electricity buzzes through you at the moment you discover something new, something different that gives you that sought-after effect or fun process – process, instead of product. As a long-time participant of National Novel Writing Month, I’ve learned the excitement of simply writing instead of fussing over if it’s good writing. You have to make lots of bad in order to make good – you simply cannot sit down and make something perfect every time because stressing yourself to do so will only limit your creative output and make you cranky.

Case in point; yesterday, I pulled out some foam stamps and used them to put “flowers” on a “tree.” I use quotes as both were not readily identifiable; the tree was a series of the letter S stenciled over itself in several variations of rotations and the flowers were repetitions of a * symbol. To me, it was a tree buzzing with midnight fireflies, flowers blooming in the color of the nighttime sky. Open to interpretation, yes, but to me, seeing meaning for myself overrules easily identifiable messages – my journal is mine, not the worlds, thought I invite the world to peek over my shoulder.

In tempo with the music I was listening to (music is very important – it allows your soul to dance as your hands keep time on the page), I randomly brushed the stamp across the page, effectively using it as a paintbrush. The effect was so wonderful, I giggled, and kept the stamp out so as to use it again and again!

But I digress – this is a post about layers, as the video suggests. So many have reservations about layering, afraid of covering things up. Why paint the background red if it’s going to be covered up? Colors are additive; your overall page will look different if you start with a layer of gesso over red instead of gesso over naked white paper. Yes, most of the page will look the same, but stripes and shadows of red will show through, and that effects the page overall. Texture left over from one layer will add to another. And, in the unfortunate (or fortunate, as there are no mistakes in your journal) event that a piece of collaged paper rips up from the page, you’ll have something fun underneath. The crust of the Earth is made of several layers, though we only see the shallowest – each serves a purpose and without them, our planet would be drastically different.

I used to feel if I didn’t have a “prepped page” when out, I couldn’t journal. It wouldn’t “look” right. If you actively employ layers, you can journal at any point, knowing it is there and allowing it to add to the finished product even if no one else can read the words. You know they are there, you see and feel the effect, and that, in the end, is all that matters.

Take some time this week to play with layers. Follow those I employ in the video (indicated by the subtitles) or create your own. Write secret messages. Allow yourself to cover something up. Learn, expand, and grow through experimentation and discovery.

Hallow-eeneeeee Hands & other stuff

Dsc_0005Painted my nails this morning -- orange and black, isn't it FUN? I love having painted nails and almost NEVER paint them a "normal" color...I've worn dark nail polish for YEARS because I love how my fingers look typin' on a white keyboard with dark colors. Heeee.

I know things are usually fun around here, but even Kiras need to vent. When I got in that car accident and had the sling on my shoulder, I didn't work for two weeks. In that time, they got someone to cover my work....yesterday, I found out they were doing a "better job" than I, and I was let go. I'm kinda pissed, not only at the other unknown person (or, rather, my "boss"), but my body. Because of FMS and other related health issues, I can't sit in a chair for longer than a couple of hours without extree pain. This limited how long I can work in an office-like setting. And, on some days, I'll have a flare up and can't even make it out of bed. I'm in the process of applying for disability (this is try #2, as I was stupid with the first application and filled things out wrong), but until then, I don't know what I'm really supposed to do! The nice thing is, disability is retroactive, meaning I'd get my normal benefits for the 6 months or so it takes to process my claim. But that doesn't help me right now!

I'm not horribly worried, as Page by Page is coming out in 2 1/2 weeks, which helps me out. But I AM putting many pieces, pages, and paintings up on eBay, as well as designing jewelry for a local shop. I'm just so....angsty, I guess. I didn't see this coming and feel like I've gotten a blow to the head -- when will things let up?

Oh! I've uploaded the written list companion for yesterday's video...you can find it at the bottom of that entry. :)

My paintings and pages for sale can be found on eBay.

Edit: I wrote this entry before putting stuff on eBay. I put my favorite painting up and actually started to cry -- it hurts when you are forced to sell your favorite creations...but not, perhaps, as much as it would were I stranded on the side of the road without a phone because I couldn't pay my bill... Please give it a good home! *dabs eyes*

Storybook Living!

I AM BACK!

Did'ya miss me? *g*

I am drinking tea and listening to Colbie Callat -- her music is light and fun and whimsical, romantic in the storybook sense, and every time I listen, I can't help but smile.

This week, I just had to run away! I was so overwhelmed with keeping track of blogs and comments aDsc_0011nd flickr and arrrrrrrrrr! How can someone stay sane without, from time to time, taking a break, hiding under a hand-made blanket with a cup of tea or hot chocolate and a good book? The world can be way too intrusive sometimes, overstimulating, oversaturating....you need to decompress!

Look at this beautiful flower! Isn't it dreamy? I love having a bouquet on the kitchen table, the colors bright and unafraid to BE LOUD! *G*
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Don't forget to dance on the lawn! Grass beneath your feet! Here , it's still summer-like and it's OCTOBER! How crazy is that?!?! I want to dance and play and roll down hills -- when was the last time YOU rolled down a hill? Remember how fun it was, how disorienting and spinning and you couldn't help but giggle as you came to a stop inches from your friend (because you ALWAYS ended up going crooked?)? I need to find a good hill. There's a sledding hill around here -- nice and tall...maybe I'll go there.

There's this little place where there's a creek and a bit of trees I pass on my way to and from "work" that I want to walk to. It looks so storybook-esque!

We need our own storybooks! 

Dramatic, romantic, hopelessly sappy and full of happy endings! Use your journal to write your story, to tell us ALL how you pass through life! Embellish! When I worked in a building that required those name badges that open the doors, I pretended I was a secret agent going to work! At the bookstore, I was a medieval librarian, a mage who kept secrets in a dungeon-like library!

Look at the world like it's a fantasy setting. Change where you are.
Instead of at work, you're hacking a super secret computer. Or trying to find a long-lost relative...who happened to be magical! Document this in your journal. And don't forget the pictures! They're the best part of children's books! I say more pictures in grown-up books! *G*

Have a fantastic, magical day!

Summer's Still Hanging On!

Wearable Art

I've received a few questions about the altered purse I posted last week and thought I'd answer them here in case more of you were wondering.

I didn't use anything made for fabric art. The background is made from acrylics painted directly on the fabric and oil pastels; I painted the part I wanted to use the pastels on with gel medium, let that dry, and then colored over it with the oil pastels before blending them with water. I also used my watercolor crayons, which worked beautifully on the fabric.

The bag itself is a canvas messenger bag I grabbed a few seasons ago at Target. It was originally pink -- I bleached it and did a quick iron on transfer, as well as lined the flap with ribbon. I colored in the image transfer with Sharpie Poster Paint markers.

For the stamping, I used Staz On ink. I also employed the use of my colorful multitude of Sharpie markers.

Today, I grabbed myself a bottle of Textile Medium -- it cost $2 and is made to be mixed with your regular acrylics to make them fabric paint. I was feeling nostalgic for my old Vera Bradly messenger, so I grabbed some natural-colored pre-quilted batting and sewed together a simple, small purse. When I alter that, using the textile medium, I'll post my process and results here.

Comfort Zones

For awhile, I made art at my desk, believing my entries needed several materials and such to "make" them -- and for awhile, I was focused on the pretty. Lately, I've been working out of a journal sack I created from a tote bag I had in my room (printing shows always give these things away...I've so many just sitting around!). In it, I have an assortment of papers, my watercolor crayons, and alphabet stamp set, and colored pencils. I'm loving the pages I'm creating lately by using what I have on hand instead of trying techniques and grabbing the latest, coolest supplies.

Just today, I was browsing the scrapbooking aisle at Hobby Lobby, looking over the pretty papers, and thought -- I'd rather create these textures and designs myself.

With my new wearable art, I use the same materials as I would to create a page. Sharpies, markers, and paint. What more do you need? Fancy stuff won't make the best stuff...only you can!

Page by Page

I'm gearing up to begin assembling the fall issue; if you'd like to submit articles or journal pages to appear in that issue, get them to me by the end of the month. Don't be scared or think your stuff isn't good enough -- we are all on this journey together!

Just a Note...

If you are trying to contact me using the email address that ends in mac.com, I'm not getting it! That email address has expired and I've decided not to renew it. I will have a replacement soon...if you need to reach me, leave a comment here and I'll get it!

You can now email me at: kira {at} journalgirl.com :)

beginnings of a dig

Ugg. Am tired. Spending the night sitting in the nice chair, watching movies in my pajamas, using only my hands, some double sided tape, and a bunch of random papers and cut-outs to create some journal entries. I have watercolor crayons and colored pencils to keep me colorful.

This flare-up snuck up on me, and drinking this afternoon at my nephew's birthday party didn't help. Oh, the pitfalls of such an existence.

I've just started reading Simple Abundance by Sarah Ban Breathnach after snatching it from the Just In cart of my local used bookstore (such a fantastic find!). I've never been one to read such structured books as I should; instead of taking 12 weeks for The Artist's Way, I ate it up in about two weeks. I much like SARK's books, how she encourages you to read out of order, or simply to sleep with the book under your pillow while you nap (and absorb through osmosis). It's an approach I've adopted in my journal, working out of order, writing and collaging when I want on pages that appeal at that moment.

The book has me thinking about things a bit differently, even after three days. For one, I've started a gratitude journal, or, rather, am using my Morning Pages journal for the simple nightly list.

There are things I want to explore more. Spirituality has escaped me as of late, and I want to dig deep and see where my spirituality truly lies, past religious labels society forces us to take, to conform to. How do I see the world and that Divine Power that weaves this tapestry called life? Can I really learn to release control and trust said Power? Will doing so bring previously unseen prosperity? I want to know the answers to these questions! I love the artwork of Christian icons -- I recently saw some idols for the Greek Orthadox Church and just loved them (despite not being a Christian myself). There was power behind those images that I want to capture in my journal.

I want to excavate through my uneasiness to find the root of my feelings of displacement. I feel stuck, someplace I shouldn't be, and continue to think of my time in California and those feelings of euphoria. But I want to be a person who's happy and content wherever I may be, find beauty and joy in each situation I'm in, no matter how dire.

I feel as though my journaling has evolved, from the whining of a young girl to the records of city life, to art, and now, to a joining of the two. The papers and images I'm playing with tonight are all things that appeal to me -- colors, images, patterns, etc -- that make me happy. Hopefully, by building entries this way, I'll discover those things that DO make me happy. Colors. Styles. Images. I don't want things that look "pretty." I want things with heart, with meaning, if only to me. Heart.

Ahh...blather. But this is a journal, too, isn't it? A different kind, but a journal nonetheless, and by putting such thoughts on the internet, I feel a bit more accountable to follow through.

summer sickness and new journals

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Dsc_0009 It's only today that I've been feeling better.

Allow me to explain.

Social events popped up unexpectedly this weekend, and while I enjoyed myself, collapsing into bed on the wrong side of midnight isn't very conducive to noticing and refilling prescriptions. And so, on Sunday, I believed a lack of these medications was the cause of my being under-the-weather. I spent the day watching television and writing some fiction, not even leaving my comfortable perch to grab my laptop.

Yesterday, the sickness continued. I didn't go to work. Focusing was hard. And then, last night, I got my meds, everything was great --

-- and then I got really sick.

Obviously, it wasn't the medication. I'm on the tail end of a bit of the flu; I do owe several emails, comments, and packages, and am very sorry for the delay in all. I will sit down tomorrow after work and not move until everything's taken care of.

I haven't done any journaling for the last few days -- nothing since my last upload over on flickr. Yes, my supplies are near. And my journal. And the old photographs I found for fifty cents each (a steal!!!). But my mind's muddled and my hands unsteady.

I DID make a few journals with a bunch of found papers, vintage fabric, and pretty paper. I LOVE coptic binding and can do it while watching TV. *G* I'm planning a series of about 5 or 6 with these found papers. I love how old they feel, how much the papers shout for someone to fill them with drawings and words and paint. I haven't made one for myself, yet, but damn...maybe I should! It could replace my Moleskine. *G!*

The two at the top of this entry are available in my etsy shop.

I'm hoping I'm back to 100% tomorrow so I can do some more journal entries, get all this backlogged stuff out, and be back to normal! I got my first rejection letter yesterday and need to get me some chocolate or something to sooth my wounds and get me back on the horse.

BTW, anyone want a binding tutorial? I can take a vid, even, while working on journal #3.

Romantic Country

Romantic1_4 Isn't this magazine just delicious? *laughs* I found it while hitting some second-hand shops last week and just had to grab a copy yesterday while out at Borders. I've never been a real girly-girl; I'm more a tomboy with more guy friends than girls and a wardrobe of jeans and t-shirts. But my sensibilities have changed as my art has, and now I love second-hand shops, lace, florals, and soft pastels.

There's something about them that feels, hrmmm, not pretty, per se, but classic. Vintage. Like you're living sometime in the past, or perhaps, in a cottage somewhere with a crystal lake and soft sounds of nature. It'd be nice to escape to someplace like that, away from the hustle and bustle of urban living. I don't exactly live in a city, but it's still suburbia and I still have that itch to get away!

Look at those beautiful wallpaper patterns! And that couch! The last spread's from a quiz asking what sort of romantic you are: Old World, Cottage, or Feminine. I'd have to say, I turned out to be the last one! I just love all the patterns and colors! The eclectic mix, the feeling of clutter and home. This magazine's FULL of beautiful, inspiring spreads -- lots of colors, fluff, patterns, and ideas!

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Another magazine to keep an eye out for is the special issue of Martha Stewart's Weddings: the color issue. It's an entire magazine full of color spreads and combinations that's sure to get you dashing for your paints to try out some new combinations. I know I'll be picking up a copy as soon as I can!