Art journaling
Abby’s work in art journaling came from a place of recovery, “I lost my grandma, I lost my mum, I lost my dad, I lost my journey with fertility, and all within five years,” says Abby,
“When I was first faced with grief, I didn’t know what to do with myself. I needed something to escape that pain, and textiles and stitch got me past that. A friend used to teach courses, like day retreats, and I made dolls and clothes.
Then I watched a YouTube video of a Japanese girl filling a sketchbook with just collage pieces but to the most beautiful music, and it was only about five or six minutes long, but I just put it on repeat and just sat with my sketchbooks. That’s where the art journaling began because there was this flow. I felt like I was healing. And then, when I lost my mum, I had that to jump straight into. It was like a hug, and it supported me. Then, whenever I wanted to think about something, spend time thinking about that loss, or remember that person, my art journals became that vehicle. I can bring together photos or elements or use my grandma’s pressed flowers, little bits of their clothing that I’d like taken, and bits of ribbon because they both had sewing boxes that had everything for every occasion. All of those things I can work with and use, and it just brings me closer to them again.”
Hearing the whispers
Abby has sage advice for aspiring artists struggling to find their voice.
“If you’re not getting those gut feelings or knowing what direction you need to go in,” she says, “it’s about finding a place where you can hear those whispers because sometimes it is just a feeling, but you can’t hear what it is. That might be out walking in nature, it might be listening to music that you haven’t listened to for years, it might be a time when you’re on your own, or just giving yourself some space to try and listen to what is your real truth, rather than all of the voices that are in our heads and calling them out as well.”