“I think I made you up…” journal page 11×8.5 inches – gouache, oil pastel, graphite, collage on paper
Reading Sylvia Plath seems to start an echo – and certain verses or phrases circle back around inside my head. Started this with laying down some odd pieces of paper and muslin and gesso over it all. Sketched out a face and then doodled in another and I was off, but still the words from Sylvia Plath inside my head probably gave some focus to the outcome. Its a journal page, so it doesn’t have to be perfect, right? Mistakes are all a part of it.
excerpt from Sylvia Plath’s “Mad Girl’s Love Song”