Daily Art Journaling ~ Day 315   

I was a mere quill sifting through the wind all against my will.Someone passed by and threw a glance…Picked me up all by chance. Chiselled and ready to strike onI was put to task from dusk till dawn.Words started to flow and pages got filled…Stories took form and characters got build.#artjournaldailydailyartjournalartandpoetrywritinginmyjournal Someone got the light but none shown on me…Wonder why that bird let me free.

Daily Art Journaling ~ Day 312   

Little by little I gather my thoughts.They tug, they nudge…I connect the dots.Like tiny bubbles…They rise and get less dense.Bit by bit it all makes sense…

Daily Art Journaling ~ Day 310   

Sometimes I am left wondering what is it that my heart desires…What is it that my mind conspires…Why is there a constant want…What is it that I want to flaunt… Breathe Easy…

Daily Art Journaling ~ Day 310   

Sometimes I am left wondering what is it that my heart desires…What is it that my mind conspires…Why is there a constant want…What is it that I want to flaunt… Breathe Easy…

Daily Art Journaling ~ Day 306   

Underneath all these layers of paint often there are words, thoughts and emotions that surface from time to time but the layers of paint embalm them in their deep caress…And they are lost in there somewhere…

Daily Art Journaling ~ Day 304   

Be the observerWhen I become the observer I step away, clouds drift away. It feels light. It feels as if a weight is lifted. It feels okay. By becoming the observer I detach from the story. I detach. The weight drops.

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