Wednesday, February 24, 2010
a little ditty about where inspiration comes from. an an ink blot. what do you see? only kidding. but then again, it is kinda a profile of a butterfly in flight, right? what does that tell you about me, doctor? and i made up a silly thing on the left-hand page. because i am a dork. and i live alone and sometimes i have to make myself laugh since there is nobody here to do it for me. eh, hem. so, these are the pages i did in my 2010 calendarjour before mailing it out into the world for other pepole to play in. i love doing this stuff! bon voyage, little book. be safe. come home full of stories and art.
i belong to milliande's ning group. she did a bunch of art journal prompt videos in january. one of them was to make some collage houses. this is my take on her video prompt. i really like how it came out. i did a lot more pen and ink work than i usually do. well, really, ever do, and it was fun and i like it. the writing is real, but not real. they were words about living on cat street if i remember correctly, but i wrote very loosely and funky so you can't actually read it. it wasn't meant to be anything but decorative. and i believe i succeeded.
this spread tells a little story about my niece when she was around 3 or 4. i think you can read it so i won't print it here. it is just one of those kid stories that makes me smile. i don't have kids of my own, so i really cherish the memories i have of the kid stuff my niece and nephew did. she, my niece, was a precocious little thing. love you, taytay!
i don't remember what i was googling for when i found this bird (yes, i modified her eye, don't freak out!), but i printed her and she was sitting on my desk and ended up on this page. i am obsessed with dictionary pages lately so i've been using them in quite a few things. i suppose i could/should prove that statement by putting more here, but whatever... the blue circles were made with both ends of a cough medicine measuring cup thing. the hearts are punched with a martha stewart punch out of starbucks cup protectors (or whatever you call them). i am also obsessed with hearts punched out of cardboard, go figure. i am also feeling a little bit broken-winged and need to remember that i can still fly. it just takes some practice, some determination, and getting OUT there. maybe i'll see YOU out there!
i don't know why this one is so blurry. or maybe it is a loose nut behind the camera. whatever. this page is about the fact that my chosen word for the year is 'heart'. i am trying to live with more heart. to come from a place of heart/love. to find a romantic relationship with a wonderful man. and to figure out what is physically wrong with my actual blood-pumping heart. so, yeah, 'heart' for 2010! oh yeah, i love pink.
a couple of weeks ago i brought my stack of cool magazine pages and my 1-inch punch into the living room to do some inchie preparation while watching who-knows-what. these are the fruit of that labor. they were just sitting pretty on my desk and i grabbed them and started gluing them down. i suppose i could tell a story for each one. who knows why we gravitate toward the images that we do? it is fun whether i understand it or not. and, dudes, inchies are kewl!
tipping my hat to valentine's day and sort of easing into the whole zentangle thang, don't ya know? i love hearts and i love black and white and i love my white signo gel pen and i just loved playing with this spread. a few thoughts are on there having to do with valentine's day. (by the way, don't you HATE it when people say, "happy valentime's"? well, now you know i do. people, there is NO "M" in valentine. ever.)
found this picture of a french press coffee maker and just fell in love with it. i love the metal cutout stuff. i think it was priced around 100 dollars, so i won't be buying it any time soon, but it sure is pretty. i have actually never used a french press and have no idea how it makes the coffee different than my black and decker coffee maker, but i am willing to give it a try. i love coffee, but it has to be completely adulterated with either irish cream (the real alcoholic stuff) or one of the flavored coffee creamers. yummy.