They are like poems which you have penned on different moods and turns of your existence.

My Art journalling started about 3  years ago when my daughter bought me a small blank page book and a set of colours and pens from a local art store while ambling in Down town Los Angeles.

I have always loved writing poems and this was meant to put down thoughts

..that is what I thought.

But you never really end up doing what you think and invariably walk down an untrodden path full of new surprises.

And thus began my first art journal. It was small and easy to tuck away in my bag when travelling.

So I started drawing mandalas and  creating collages and stories with paper, colours and pens. Writing short verses and illustrating as well.

It was so therapeutic and at the same time a kind of  an addiction, I had never felt before.

I had painted canvases and fabrics and glass and ceramic allowing more space to spill my imagination.

This small size book needed more meticulous thought and the practice of editing your own creation.

A very difficult inner practice is needed to discard the unnecessary and keep the relevant.

I think art journals teach you to be disciplined and wild at the same time.

Slowly I began experimenting with a variety of art journals in size and paper types.

Handmade, water colour, newspaper and cartridge. Sizes as small as 1 inch mini journals to A6 sketchbooks.

There are black journals with artwork with a white gel pen Simple yet beautiful in their own right.