I'm still here. Having some trouble adjusting to a new, temporarily-intensified schedule at work that began with the onset of the new year. I feel exhausted every minute of every day. I'm trying to squeeze in some art but I'm not making much progress on any one thing, just tiny bits and pieces on a dozen different projects. Throw in a sick cat, migraines, and the glimmer of tremor in my right hand and 2016 is not off to a great start. Ah well...there's not much to be done about any of it so onward it is.
I completed four pages in this journal I'm calling "Tribe" before it revealed what it needed to become. Each of those four pages, however, has a little message to lend to the overall narrative. The opening page encourages me to delight in the light (as I described at the end of this post) while this next page seems to foretell the unexpected discovery of many small wonders. I love how this character looks so surprised by all those little flowers at her feet, as if she was just wandering along and found herself in a field of happiness. I didn't do any of this analysis as I was making the page; I just followed any creative whims that smacked me upside the head along the way. Later, when my epiphany about "Tribe" surfaced, I looked back at these initial pages to see how my subconscious had led me forward, each one an encouraging nudge in the direction I needed to pursue. Hopefully, I'll make it through to the end of February when I get some semblance of a life back so I can really dig in to this new adventure.