Ingrid Murray, Author at Ingrid Murray

8 Myths about Art Journaling

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A close-up photo of two art journals, one yellow and the other blue. They are standing next to one another, with the spines close to the view. You can see the edges of colorful painted pages.

One of the most wonderful things about art journaling – and one of the hardest to become comfortable with – is that there is no wrong way to do it. You can’t screw up. Which means, too, that there are no guidelines for what is “right” or “good”, and it can be difficult to find your way without any boundaries at all.

Additionally, especially while embarking into newness, we set expectations based on the results of individuals who have spent years honing their style and technique. I thought I’d address some of the myths that I have struggled with while on my own art journaling journey, in hopes of helping you to be gentle with yourself while you begin or continue with your artistic journey.

Myth #1: You need a main focus/image.

Sometimes my pages are dominated by a central image, but usually they are not. Often, a color scheme is all I use to tie a spread together. Try creating a page that feels loose and spontaneous and purposefully vast, try creating a page with a main focus, and try creating one that has a balance – and decide for yourself what feels best for you.

Myth #2: You next text — text that is beautiful and wise and poignantly written about growth or struggle.

This is one that I struggled with for a long time. I felt like I was missing some important element of the process of art journaling by not being struck by some magnificent revelation while painting. But I have found that, for me, it is the process that is most important, and I don’t have use a quote to prove (to myself or to others) how art journaling benefits me.

Alternately, if you are looking to use text in your art but don’t know what to write, try a stream-of-consciousness approach: write for a set amount of time without stopping and without thinking too hard about what comes next. (For example: “Now I’m doing stream-of-consciousness but I don’t really know what I’m writing and it’s weird but oh well I’m trying to fill up text and here’s the end of the sentence.”) Most of the text in my art journal is this kind of writing!

Myth #3: You need to paint.

Scared of paint? No worries. Start with what you feel comfortable with, whether it be collage, ballpoint pen, crayon, sharpie, pencil, marker, charcoal, or something else entirely.

Myth #4: You need to draw/paint/sketch figures.

Nope. Creating realistic images takes time, patience, and passion. If you are interested in getting better, go for it! Otherwise, skip what you’re not interested in (or yet not ready to attempt) and experiment with color, texture, and other abstract concepts, or use magazine or catalogue images for figures you want to include.

Myth #5: You need expensive materials.

In art journaling, cheap is possible without sacrificing beauty. Try using items you probably already have at home or can snap up for just a few dollars: a thrifted book, watercolors and brushes from the dollar store, newspaper, crayons, magazines, tissue paper, scrap paper, glue stick, staples, masking tape, ink-jet printed text and images. And, if you want to spring for it, an acrylic paint set under $10. Crayola has some fantastic materials, too, many for under $5.

Using cheaper materials, incidentally, lessens the fear of wasting product and makes it easier to experiment!

Myth #6: Every page has to be “finished” before you start the next one.

One of my greatest inspirations once posted something that forever changed how I approached my art journal. I paraphrase: “If you don’t like what you’ve created, turn the page and start again.” It takes courage to stop, turn to a new page, release whatever frustration you may be feeling, and try something new. But my goodness, loves, is it so exhilarating to give yourself permission to screw up and move on!

Don’t spend all your time and energy wrestling with something that isn’t turning out the way you’ve envisioned. Put it behind you, turn the page, and start again.

Myth #7: The pages have to be done in order.

I skip around in my art journal all the time, inspired by the images that are on the pages of my thrifted books and my whimsy. Follow your instinct! Incidentally, if you are using an altered book, switching between working in the first half and the last half of the book actually helps to keep the spine more even.

Myth #8: You are a serious art journaler only if you do it every day.

This is something I still struggle with: admitting that months sometimes go by between when I pick up my brush. But you know what? Fact is, I paint when the inspiration strikes, and that means that I do not paint regularly. While I know that I love art journaling, and often I fall into a creative streak when I force myself to put color on the pages, it is important for us to be gentle with ourselves, especially when it comes to our passions.

Is there anything that you have struggled with while art journaling? What is holding you back?

Wonderful, Silly, Amazing Life

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Last Tuesday evening, I was in a car accident. I remember the headlights coming straight towards me, growing alarmingly larger.

Miraculously, I’m not seriously injured. I walked away with a small scrape and several bruises, but the reality of it is that I was quite literally two feet away from death: the car crashed into the front right wheel well, a very short distance from where I was sitting in the front passenger seat.

It is this thought that is slowly growing to recognition in my mind – how by such narrow margins I’m walking, talking, and breathing today – and, to be honest, it’s incredibly difficult to wrap my head around. I’ve lost two close friends in the past few years, and another sweet friend recently had her own awakening to mortality. I am finding that I am more deeply saddened by these experiences than my own, and this surprises me.

Life is a funny thing. We grow so comfortable in our bodies and with the tiny details in our lives: the routine of coffee in the morning, the uncertainty of picking out the perfect outfit for a night out, the hustle to finish a project before a deadline. These little things become so important to us and often become the main focus of our lives; it’s so easy to forget how enormous the Universe is and how beautiful the world is.

We forget to enjoy food, music, and art as if it were the first time we were experiencing it. We forget how incredibly lucky we are to be here, experiencing this: with all its ups and downs, bad hair days, sadnesses and sufferings and mistakes, life is a grand adventure, filled with the most amazing things and the most lovely people.

Our mere existence is more wondrous than we could ever imagine.

Today I invite you to look at the world with new eyes and consider, no matter your circumstances, how magnificent it is to be alive.

Truest Truth

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It’s been a very long time since I had the courage to write anything truly personal here. As I’ve hinted at before, this year has been an achingly difficult one, and I have had to endure some incredibly difficult situations that have ripped open excruciatingly painful wounds from the past, particularly from my childhood. The truth of it all is that I can’t – even for myself – find the words to express or sort through the emotional responses to this year.

I hope one day to be able to share without reservation my experiences in order to help those in similar circumstances, but today the pain is too raw and close, and words fail me.

We all have been in the midst of difficult situations – every last one of us. We are human, after all, and life is made of challenges to be overcome. Along the way we learn things, messages introduced when battling obstacles. In good moments, we tell ourselves that we are strong and resilient; in moments of fear or disappointment we whisper negative things to ourselves, words like “failure” and “incompetent”. And the funny thing is that, the longer we tell ourselves these unhappy things, the more firmly we come to believe it, regardless of whether or not it was ever true.

What have you been telling yourself, love? On my worst days, I find myself believing that I am stupid, unappreciated, invisible, and completely alone. I have felt guilty and angry and ashamed and unloveable. And I have cried many, many tears.

The reason I’m sharing this today is that I believe I am not alone in this inner struggle. This world can be harsh sometimes, and, I think, often leads us to think that if we are not perfect – if we are not skinny, tall, tan, young, brown-eyed, blue-eyed, or green-eyed enough; if we can’t paint like Rembrandt or van Gogh; if we aren’t that blogger who posts every other day with stories from an impossibly perfect life; if we don’t have smooth, glowing skin; if we can’t find love; if we have bad hair days; if we have troubles and concerns and worries – if we aren’t perfect enough, then we’re not good enough.

If you, sweet reader, have been struggling silently with these doubts about your own worth, I have a message for you, one that is far greater than any negative whisper you have ever told yourself. This message doesn’t come from me, but from all the love that makes up this beautiful Universe, something eternal and ever present, something that speaks only truth. It’s a message just for you, darling.

You are loved.

You – sweet, strong, kind, creative you – are perfect.
You are good, and whole, and you are on the right path.

You are enough.

And all the love that makes up everything, the love that coaxes flower petals from tight buds, that makes the stars twinkle and the cicadas sing, that brings hope and joy and comfort to people around the globe, this love is enveloping you, holding you tightly in a big bear hug and filling you up with happiness and peace. It is holding you, now and always.

Breathe it in, beautiful. Trust it.
Everything is going to be alright.

Self-Love in Busy Moments

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Repeat after me: I will give myself a moment or two of my own time. I will remember that I (and my mental, physical, and emotional health) am a priority. I will be gentle with myself.

I sit on my bed under a downy blanket, fighting procrastination. This past week has been a tough one for me. There have been several things which have been testing me mentally and emotionally and which have been completely preoccupying my mind. Deadlines are ever present. I’m exhausted and have not been treating my body well, resulting in further exhaustion.

What does one do in these situations? Do you, like I do, need reminding that it’s okay to take a step back, take a deep breath, and go slowly?

Sometimes, in all the hurry and bustle and must dos and should dos, I forget to take care of myself. I forget to send myself love, and I forget to be gentle with myself. If you are in a similar situation, dearest, remember that you are a top priority – those To Dos can wait for a moment while you dedicate some time to you.

For a short-term solution, take a quick break in the midst of work – it often allows one to come back refreshed and full of renewed energy. Struggling through a project or task may in fact prevent you from doing your best work or from accomplishing as much as you need to!

Try one or more of these little tricks to boost your spirits and your drive:

Make a cup of tea and sip it slowly
Read a blog post or two
Take a short walk outside
Have a conversation with your kids, spouse, or friend
Doodle or sketch
Stretch
Meditate for a few minutes, or simply close your eyes and focus on your breathing
Tidy the area around you – often a clear space helps create a clear mind
Make a list of 15 things to be grateful for

After a few minutes’ break, return to the task at hand and see if you are not more clear-headed and better able to focus. I suggest giving yourself at least five minutes of time each hour in order to re-center. Go on, treat yourself to some self-love!

You vs. That Beautiful White Page

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The very first page of my new sketchbook, part of the Sketchbook Project.

Begin.

It’s a word much, much easier said than done, especially when it comes to art. Behold the dreaded First Page above! It is white, beautiful, smooth, clean, and unmarked – but it is also ordinary, silent, with nothing to say, waiting for you to transform it into something only your mind can imagine and only your hands can create.

Are you intimidated by the White Page? You are not alone!

Try this: take a deep breath and close your eyes. Reach around you, and use whatever art supply you first find to make a mark on the paper. It can be small and quickly done, though it will make a bigger impact if you push yourself to make a larger mark.

Now open your eyes – and hopefully this mark will break the spell of the First Page and you will be free to explore, play, and experiment!

If you find yourself still stuck for ideas, give one (or more!) of these a go:

Make a list: things you can see, things you can hear, things you can feel.
Splash on some color: use markers, crayons, watercolors, acrylics, pens, colored pencils, or highlighters.
Write one word in large letters across two pages.
Add some texture: glue in images, scrap paper, receipts, tickets, bits of newspaper, and tissue paper.
Drip watered down paint or India ink across the pages.
Cover a whole page with your writing, without stopping.
Do a blind contour drawing: while looking at an object, try to trace its outline without lifting your pen or looking at the page.

With practice, beginning a page becomes easier and easier, and the battle of starting a new journal becomes easier. Promise!

Now go give it a try, and see how brave and proud you feel when the First Page is dripping in color.