When I hear the word, FEAR, I feel...
When I hear the word, FEAR, I think of...
When I hear the word, FEAR, I ________. (fill in the blank)
If I acknowledge my FEAR, I will...
Even if I am AFRAID, I will not be...
Fears are real. Fears paralyze us. Fears can be overcome.
One way that I have been able to overcome some of my fears has been through my own journey of learning about and practicing mixed-media art journaling.
Before this journey, I knew I was creative. I knew that I enjoyed art, but I wouldn't have dared to call myself an artist. I didn't go to art school, so I was afraid to call myself an artist.
I have learned through the process that I am an artist, because I enjoy and create art. Expressions of my created self that reflect the beauty of creation and honor the Creator of the Universe.
One way I overcame the fear of not "getting it right" was by giving myself permission to get messy; to tear and paste and randomly arrange scraps of paper on the page.
Today, we will create a simple background using scraps of paper and a gel medium.
Grab a stack of papers you have around the house, such as magazine pages with large repeated patterns, scrapbook paper, wrapping paper, junk mail and even pages from old books. I dare you to rip a page out of an old book! It's liberating.
I used a matte gel medium, so I could glue the scraps down and then also smooth the medium over the pieces to create a sealed layer. I used a clean gift card to apply the gel medium and smooth the scraps onto the page. I got messy!
Next, bravely start ripping the pages up one at a time and putting the pieces into piles. Go quickly, so your fear doesn't try to creep in and tell you to stop. We have to outsmart these fears. After my piles were made, I continued to work quickly without much thought; grabbing pieces and gluing them onto the page.
(I have to tell you the whole time my fear of "possibly not liking the end result" was screaming at me to ponder, look at every piece, rearrange and manage the scraps. It was discouraging me: "You can't just glue them down randomly, that won't work!")
I ignored the fear and kept pasting down random scraps. The colors on the page and the images did make a pattern that satisfied me. And some surprises came together when I examined the finished layers.
For You formed my inward parts;
You wove me in my mother’s womb.
I will give thanks to You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Wonderful are Your works,
And my soul knows it very well.
(Psalm 139:13-14 NASB)