As I was previously telling you, I signed up for Art House Co//Op's Sketchbook Library Project. My theme was postcard. I started my Moleskine off with a journey through my reality. Now we've arrived at nightmares. I was really sick, fresh from an E.R. visit when I started these pages. For me, this sketchbook has been an important form of medication for healing. Where antibiotics killed the physical pain, pen and paper killed the emotional torment.
The thing about nightmares are that they are so completely seductive. It's way too easy to be consumed by the fear of the moment than to accept and heal for the long term. Which, in my case, fear killed me in both the short and long term.
That's why I have dreams, which we'll be voyaging through next...
