I started mucking about in late 2009 with some Mod Podge and scrap paper and a box of chalk pastels. In Spring of 2010, I went ga-ga over art journaling, and my life blossomed in ways I would never have expected, but the fact remains:
I am an art newb.
I am still in that phase where there is a huge gap between my taste and what I actually create. I am *still* surprised when I create something that really pleases me aesthetically. I mean, I'm always pleased to be creating, but the end product often leaves something to be desired. I have confidence that I'm improving, and I know I work at it, but I have no illusions about becoming a 'great artist' any time soon. I still don't feel I've found my 'voice'. I still struggle with basic applications of various mediums. I suck at collage and I often struggle with composition. But none of this matters.
I just love journal art.
I have a passion and an enthusiasm that is infectious. What I lack in skill, I make up for in sheer willingness to try.
I am well aware that I'm surrounded by people who are *way* more skilled than I am. I only have to skim the threads in my Book of Days Facebook group to see that. I have little to teach by way of technique that any one of these gorgeous women couldn't teach themselves. They are *awesome* and I find myself having to pick my jaw up off the floor on a regular basis because the stuff they're posting? Leagues ahead of me.
It makes me laugh.
And I admit, it causes the occasional bout of extreme self-doubt. What the hell am I doing faciliating this amazing group? Who the hell am I to think I have anything to offer these amazingly talented people?
But, when I start thinking that way, I stop myself. Because you don't have to be an expert to begin. You don't have to be DaVinci to sit across from someone and risk trying something new. You don't have to be an adept to fling glitter and encourage people.
What I have to offer is my love for this practice. What I have to offer is my optimism and my enthusiasm. What I have to offer is a lot of knowledge around developing self-awareness and intuition. What I have to offer has more to do with the spirituality of the practice and less about the end product.
What I have to offer is a sense of PLAY.
That's as valuable as a lesson in cross-hatching or gel transfers. That's as valuable as color theory or human anatomy for artists. That's as valuable as expertise.
Know how I know?
My sisters tell me so.
Love and Glitter,
Effy














