This is a stunning page. Love all the elements and great journaling

I'm so sorry for your loss. My heart goes out to you and your daughter during this incredibly difficult time. I can't imagine the pain you're both feeling, but I hope you find strength in each other and in the love that surrounds you. Please know that you're in my thoughts.

A page about reflecting on the experience of moving back to Belgium after 25 years in Luxembourg. Currently 4 and a half years ago. While the transition brought both familiar comforts and unexpected challenges, it also highlighted the contrast between the fast-paced energy of Luxembourg and the...

prachtig!! Love all the journaling!! Nu ben ik alleen nieuwsgierig waar Solleveld ligt :)

you chose a great theme for your page. Beautiful composition

This art journaling layout is incredibly thought-provoking and powerful! The textured layers, muted color palette, and raw, expressive typography create an intense emotional impact. The combination of the fonts adds a deeply personal touch, while the strategic placement of elements like the...

The layered text, playful typography, and collage elements create a beautifully dynamic composition. I love how the mix of handwriting, typewriter fonts, and stamped letters give it a nostalgic and personal feel. The subtle watercolor wash and delicate illustrations, like the butterfly and bird...

This art journaling layout is incredibly expressive and visually striking! The textured background, with its cracks and distressed details, adds depth and emotion to the piece. The juxtaposition of bold typography, layered text, and collage elements beautifully conveys the theme of internal...

Oh and your journaling is so heartfelt…lovin’it. Almost….Makes me long for when being older …. Almost

That long picture frames is just perfect here!

Beautiful brushwork!

I so love that you included handwritten journaling in your page. It looks awesome.

Chasing rainbows, gold in sight, Through misty hills and morning light. A four-leaf clover, fate’s embrace, Luck of the Irish, mine to chase.

At first, it felt so nice, so sweet, Two souls, in step, on steady feet. But then your pace began to grow, No time to pause, no time to slow. The trees, the light, the golden hue, I tried to catch—too fast we flew. So walk with me, but hear my plea, Stay close… stay close to me.