Art Journal Entry No. 18: ultramarine outlines, orange, and white flowers that pop. A quick reflection on what I was exploring, what I loved, and what I’d change next time.

I painted a field of flowers in my art journal this week. Painting them felt like a moment of clarity, not the full picture of where I’m going, but a glimpse that my art journaling is part of a much larger picture.

This entry began as a reflection on overwhelm, but became something quieter. A return to softness, to the parts of me I once hid, and to the steady work of becoming myself.