No animals were harmed in the creation of these pages.

I love Catt Z! She's the creator of a truly inspiring art journaling process called Cosmic Smash Book.

These are the fruits of my labours from her Reboot over the weekend featuring some lovely inspiring women: Maria Aleandra, Tiffany Houser, Sage Adderley-Knox, and Misty Olsen.

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Plenty o' pooches in my pages.

Some context. My intent was to dig deeper into the project I want to birth - an Intentional Creativity workshop for examining privilege and de-colonizing. Catt reminded me about fun so the dogs caught my attention as I was looking for images. I ripped a bunch, some of which came from a Mindfulness magazine.

Page 1 - reframing fear of unknown to adventure

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Page 2 - I want to be a fierce, loyal companion on the journey by sitting, listening, looking, in all weather (didn't think about smelling until now...perhaps I can find a nose!)

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Page 3 - Surrendering getting it right, not being enough, going it alone. Puppies learn by exploring with a loving companion.

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Page 4 - oh there's a story here! The little black puppy became a metaphor for the person I want this awakening to benefit (not my beloved, but beyond). Look at that face. What did she need? I put her aside to paste the ‘trust myself and create’ part, then got interrupted. When I returned the little black puppy was gone! Oh no! I couldn't find her anywhere. I called in my son to help. I admit a messy desk, but I just had her in my hand. I would not continue until I found her. Not for aesthetic reasons, but because the metaphor had transformed me. She mattered. I couldn't give up. I had to leave for an errand and kept thinking about her. Later in the evening I was sitting at my desk, looking again. I turned over a picture of another dog, and there she was on the back. She had been there the whole time, I just couldn't see her because the white dog side was up. You can't make this s&$%t up.

I realized how strong my why was. And that my next step was to trust myself and create!

Natalie

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