Art Journal Page – Lost
Sometimes life, well, sucks. You get in a fight with your husband. Or your daughter tells you she hates you because you have to ground her. Your son cries everytime you make him do his chores. And all the hurt bottles up inside and there’s no where for it to go. Constructively, anyways. So last week, I just needed to let go of some of those feelings. Hope the page doesn’t scare you too much.
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January 19th, 2010 at 2:57 pm
I hope this comes up in some of the discussions, how everyone deals with pushing forward in the dark times… when the pain is too harsh to put into words. Some days, the best I can do is put blue on black and a rip in the page.
This is haunting and painfully beautiful.
January 20th, 2010 at 9:36 am
like Patty Anne says, haunting and painfully beautiful.
((Hugs)) Sherrie!
January 21st, 2010 at 3:58 am
not scary at all, Sherrie. We all understand how it is to have things go completely screwy. At least you could find a way of expressing it beautifully.