10 reasons why art journaling is BAD for women
OK – odd title for someone who has recently proclaimed love for this form – but bear with me here. Let me explain myself a little more, before you run at me with your glitter-tipped calligraphy pens!
I am admittedly a little slow on the uptake here, as art journaling (do check out my Pinterest board, to see the sort of stuff that I love… and that drives me nuts all at the same time) has been hot stuff for the past few years now. I have been a little preoccupied with something called “having babies” to be a fully signed up embossing goddess complete with heat gun and die cutter.
I have just started art journalling, having gotten over my fear of the unknown and taking part in a uber creative women’s course at – wait for it, y’all – the Cosmic Cowgirls University!!!! (Where else but on the interweb!)
There is so much I want to love, even do love about the CONCEPT of art journaling. I’m loving doodling, drawing and adding paint to my journal. I love adding color and images. I love freeing myself up from just writing – the creative mind and subconscious adore to have less linear forms of expression.
and this is a big but (t!!!)…
The more examples of it I see out there, the more I get this sick feeling in my stomach. It suddenly occurred to me that art journaling, whilst an art form that seeks self expression and is propounded by well-meaning women as a form of much needed “therapy” for so many women, is actually NOT a good thing, and here’s why…
1) It’s all so cutesy – we’re women, not girls… yet art journaling fashions seem to be creating a Disnification of our imagery and feelings, endless cute little girls and hearts and butterflies.
2) It’s material intensive – which costs lots of money and gets women into building up stashes, not that different to building up wardrobes or make up collections, it just another way of commodifying women’s desire for beauty.
3) It’s time intensive – art journaling techniques take a long time to create something personal – taking time that could be used for more “productive” creativity, creativity that can make you money, that you can hang on your wall, give to your friend… put your work out there ladies, rather than keeping it all in your journals.
4) They don’t seem about writing – in fact many of the techniques I have seen suggest gessoing over your writing and just using a couple of pithy phrases – as though the words don’t matter.
6) So much of the “wisdom” in them is trite Facebook type quotes, nice aphorisms that don’t hold much personal truth.
7) It’s very “perfectionist” – the lettering, images etc are all “perfect”, not doodles or works in progress.
8) Homogenity – journals are supposed to be individual expressions of our inner journey – most art journaling is not.
9) Self-absorption – spending THAT much time obsessing with your diary aint healthy. There’s a whole world out there.
10) Have I mentioned all the hearts and flowers and cutesy girls? They REALLY get me. We are more than that.
In sum, my problem is this: that much art journaling seems to keep women small, rather than supporting them in their bigness. It seeks to prettify, rather than encourage the messy and the true. It seeks to commodify, and to nicen a woman’s voice. This makes me very uncomfortable. But let me state here, that it may well not be the teachers of this art, but women doing this TO THEMSELVES. They are so used to making things good, happy, nice and right, that nothing else is deemed possible or desirable…
In my view, women’s journals should be… (ouch, I know, “should”, but, in for a penny, in for a pound)…
3) Allowed to be messy
4) Places for questions, more than answers
5) Full of real women’s imagery (see my board on feminine symbology)
6) Full of real women’s words, thoughts and feelings…
7) Places for speaking the unspeakable, thinking the unthinkable, drawing the taboo, challenging our own status quo, deep inquiry…
8) They should be places where women get to be women – not little girls.
9) Private – although I’m going to break that rule, as all the images in this post are from my journal!
(Did you spot the vagina? Do you think I got away with it?!!!!)
Your thoughts? Has art journaling saved your life, or is it all a bit twee? Is it keeping women small and girly, rather than helping to empower them?