I recently ruptured my Achilles tendon, and had to have surgery. Those of you that know me know that I am not really great at sitting still (unless there is a glass of red wine in my hand and I am surrounded by my best friends).
To say this was a challenge for me would be a large understatement.
Once I surrendered to the reality of my situation, however, I knew that I had only one choice….to make art again.
The ridiculous hiatus I was on had to end. Why not now??
I was safely tucked away under the care of my mom and within the walls of her beautiful home in Colorado.
I set up an art space in the guest room and got to work.
I painted every day, both in my journals and on these pages.
I did not know exactly what my plan was, but I was processing each day, using these pages as a container.
I used Arches Text Wove paper, Dylusions Inks, some old stencils I had laying around, a limited palette of Golden Fluid Acrylics, pens, pencils and anything else I could get my hands on!
As the pages came to life, I realized a book was being born. I hadn’t hand bound a book in ages, so it turned into a real project! I ended up making two of these in different hues. I will post the other one soon.
It was a gratifying experience to channel all of my frustrations, musings, celebrations and healing in these books! In the end, this injury has been the greatest blessing in recent years. Here are a few spreads out of my book……
