I have seen various opinions on the difference between and art journal and a sketchbook, and fundamentally I don’t know if there is much of a difference, but for the sake of better quantifying my vast pile of books-in-progress, this is in my art journal.
I am not well-practised in lettering, as you can see, but I do like to muck about with silly, fancy lettering now and again, and I especially like to do it with pretty little hearts and strong words. Maybe that makes me a bitch. I mean, really, existing is often enough.
Anyway, my art journal functions as a healthy space to put things that I need to get out, but not necessarily in company. This page is about yesterday, I feel better. Wilfully misunderstanding me so they can throw misogyny at me is not about me.
I do like what I did with the mouth and the paint, tho – using a page from another sketchbook as a reference. Sometimes what feels like a failed sketch abandoned half way turns out to be fodder for something else.
Til the morn,
Suzanne
341/400
Thrummie Bizzum 
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