Tuesday, I began my studio time restless and unsure how to begin.
I had gone to the library earlier with my children and came home with a handful of magazines.
With scissors, glue stick, and empty pages ready I spread out on my floor.
As the music filled the air and my daughter joined me on the floor
I just allowed the words and images to speak to me
Once my pile is full I spread it all out to see what I have and just begin.
There are no rules, no expectations, no judgement.