I thought I'd share a few journal pages from my "Book of Days..."
Paint, stencils, stamps, and a photo taken at Lake Anna two summers ago. The butterfly, of course, represents my mom, and I think I must have been mentally asking her to help us get through those difficult ups and downs.
I'd been reading Jill Berry's Personal Geographies and listening to her webinar, and I thought, "Yes. I need to map this." I've done a sort of rough draft here, and I really want/need to do a much larger map of this with lots of writing. Even this much began to help me sort things out inside myself. I included mom in this picture, since I really believe that dad began his descent into this madness with her death, and maybe even before. I think she hid things from us as a way to "protect" his image.
The book I used, sad to say, decided to fall apart. I've spent the last few days gutting it, saving the artwork already done, and it seemed to go amazingly well. Salvagable at any rate!