I loved art from the minute they put that over sized man's dress shirt on me to protect my oh so lovely dotted Swiss frock. I would have lived at the easel if they would have let me. My mom use to complain that I never stuck with one thing. She was right. I still want to learn it all! The one thing I have stuck with is making glass beads. My style has changed in the 10 years and continues to evolve. And you will rarely find me without a camera in hand. My eye is a camera, it seems to see in frames. I grew up with a father who played at photography. We even had a darkroom in our home. So I am art.
All photographs are taken by me, unless otherwise indicated, and are copyright protected.
So I started this Remains of the Day journal back in Oct. or maybe even further back. Then life interrupted. I'm trying so hard to get back to pre-heart-attack mode. So my Sunday chore (using the word chore, lightly of course)was to stitch in at least one signature into my journal.
here are a few pages. I hope to add some of my photos to my journal. This means they have to come out of the camera and on to paper. That will be a good thing. I just notice on my Iphone I have over 1000 pictures. They are safely uploaded to Picasa, I already learned that lesson!
This one has a cute little pocket
another little see through pocket. I must say creating this journal sure makes you look at trash a little different. Now I am off to finish three more signatures for my journal. A little 60's and 70's on the record player!
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