I let go.

I've got a couple pages to share. Eek... feels like it's been so long.

These started out in a journal, with the second being a two page spread. And I ripped them out.. errr, used Neil's knife to slice them out. I realized for probably the 15th time that I don't really enjoy working in journals... I enjoy putting journals together with already finished pages, designing covers and backs and all that. But for some reason an already made journal feels restricting to me... I just like working with loose pages.


I had this little thought in my head for awhile. and really wanted to paint myself over a sun.
It felt good to just dump paint, controlled but still liberally everywhere.


The two pager - obviously about the miscarriage. I used some of the literature they gave me at the ER about miscarriages. I'm not altogether completely in love with this....as far as how it looks.
This was when I was really starting to feel very restricted by the book I was working in. 
But it says what I need it to say.
Even if you can't read it. or see it. It does.

Both of these will be mounted onto thicker paper and just turned into pages like most my other pages. 
My desk is still a huge mess now that I should probably attempt to go clean up... but I think I'll go put my jammies on, cook some dinner and snuggle with Neil before bed.
Messy desks are always there in the morning.