Today I painted in the very first journal I started this daily art practice in. I noticed how the paper received the paint differently, how the pigment changed, how far the spots of it soaked outward on the page. What a gift to have run out of my card stock to revisit this journal and see the differences. It slowed me down in a way that my journals haven't for a little while. I guess that sometimes mistakes can lead to something really wonderfully unexpected. I have seen this before, of course, but it's a lesson I'm very willing to learn over and over again. Love yourself and love others.
Love, Cheri
