I have two majors, one is Digital Communications, and the other is Art. One of my required courses for that major is a class called Visual Thinking. I was so excited for that class, until I heard my professor say the words creative journal and my stomach froze up in knots. In fact, I'm in my third week of class and my stomach is still in knots.
I had made a halfhearted attempt on one page when my friend Nicole made the 45 minute trek to come study with me. I was telling her about the class and she of course grabbed the journal to see it when I told her I hadn't really started yet. She asked why and I admitted I was scared to because I'm horrible at it. I got laughed at. And that laughter makes sense. Creativity can be more or less anything nowadays, so I can put anything in my journal, can't I? There is no right outcome.
I do have a few pages half finished, and I think I might be able to handle it, and possible enjoy the assignment now.
Some creative journaling via pintrest! ***none of these pics are my journal, just inspiration!!***
While I've been journaling away, I seem to have started listening to a lot of pop punk music, not really sure why considering my go to's have always been indie, folk, or psychadelic rock.
I've been really digging Man Overboard as of late.