The inspiration for this page is a wonderful fort that my cousin and I discovered on some land owned by my family. Yes, the girls who built it were trespassing, but the fort itself is so wonderful that I had to take a photo of it. Seeing it took me back to my childhood, and the memory of forts my friends and I built in the woods. As a kid, a fort is a most special place to hang out. As an adult who gets busy and sometimes loses touch with my creative muse, this beautiful fort has become a metaphor for that silent and sacred place inside that soothes my soul, is always there waiting for me, and I can enter whenever I need to check in with myself in a deeper way.
This is the 2nd page where I’ll do my writing. I’m a texture junkie who love to experiment with visual texture on my pages. The page was painted first, then stamped with a piece of rubberized shelf liner. The borders on both pages are papers torn from one of my ‘collage sheets’, papers I paint, stamp, and stencil with layers and layers of random household objects that print beautifully onto paper. I store these collage sheets in a treasure box brimming over with color and texture, pulling one or another out when I need an accent on one of my journal pages.
Here’s the whole journal spread.