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Art Journal…4+ years in the making…

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So. Many. Photos.

At 8 x 10, this journal is bigger than any I’ve finished in the past (only as big as 5.5 x 8 until now), and it’s good for me to pay attention to this event…

The oldest date in this journal is 2013, so here we are. 

I worked on this during women-only AA meetings in Imperial County, CA…

….during interminable meetings while working for CDCR…

….while paying attention in library staff meetings, cuz making these keeps me from fidgeting…

….waiting at doctors’ offices…

….not during radiation treatment, tho…

…..in fact, there was a stretch of time…9 months or more….when I made very little art at all…

…but…after surgery, and rads…

….trips to Kansas for love…

…and to Oklahoma to see my Bestie…

….trips to trainings and conferences…

…sitting in coffee shops, drinking coffee while pouring myself onto these pages…

…the colors and the textures of the acrylics…

….the freedom to play…

…I could never regret my experiences…

…as the sum of them all makes ME…

…and the time I spend, with a brush, or a pen, or a brush-tipped pen…

…possibly considered to be wasted time by others…

…would…nah…COULD NEVER be thought of that way by me.

The repetitive motion, combined with the creativity inherent in all of this…

…is meditative and grounding for me.

…there is no “purpose” or goal at the end…

…I’m not selling any of the journals I make…

…they are precious to me only…

…I have nobody to will these to…

…so they are for me. 

And after the books are beat to hell in my backpack…

…and I’ve bled all over the pages…

…they sit on a shelf…

…amongst my books…

…and written journals from 1985…

…until I pull them down…

…to show them to someone…

…or just to pore over the pages…

…amazed at the things that I have made…

…revelling in my own awesomeness…

…knowing that ANYONE can do this…

…but nobody can copy me…

…and while anyone CAN do this….

…I am the one who has been making this, this WHOLE time….

…and it turns out that these are all love letters…

…made by me…

…TO me…

…FROM me…

…FOR me…

….sometimes about me…

…sometimes a collection spot for love from others…

…like this picture that my dear friend, Judy, made to wrap a present she gave to me…

…and how could I not save this forever?

The pages that go here are in process…there is an envelope that needs its inner flap arted…

And then there’s something about my previously mentoned Bestie…

…and…others as well…

…and about nothing at all…

In the end, it doesn’t matter if I tell fiction…

or non-fiction…

…the important thing is telling the story…

…saying something…

…even a story about nothing…

…about everywhere…

…somewhere…

…or nowhere at all…

No matter what you’ve done…

…or left, tragically, undone…

…there are always things to say…

…and things to see…

…places to go…

…people to be…

…and Art journals to fill…

That’s it. That’s the whole thing. The last picture is the back cover…

So, now what am I supposed to do with my life? HAHAHA…

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What HAVE you done?!

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I’ve been stuck in a self-depricating spot lately, thinking that I just ‘piddle around’, never actually creating any art…so I decided to take stock of some things. 

I have said that I’ve kept a written journal, since I was 15. Yeah, 33+ years is some time…

This stack of paper actually looks small to me, but that’s probably because I know how much time and life and mojo has been applied to the pages…

Then I thought about the Art Journals & Travel Journals that I’ve finished…

THEN I collected all the journals together that I’m currently working in, and realized, I need to cut myself a serious break….

Yeah…there are 9 (nine) journals here. Most pages have SOMETHING on them, so…

…I’ll just keep putting stuff & things inside these books, and I’m also looking into starting from scratch…making my own books, from paper I choose, then doing my thing, as well as incorporating some new ideas I want to try…

Not nearly as much lace as the junk journal junkies are into, but adding more to my books…

Putting paint down…

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I’ve been artsing my pants off around the way, but haven’t posted a damn thing here.

I finished my mini journal last Tuesday and I finished my Journal 52 from 2015…17 months after 2015…TA-DA! Heh. 

Whatever…

I have actually filled 4 complete journals…

And am nearing the finish line on 2 others (they are larger, though). I’ve committed to 6 (!) other large journals, a mini 8-pager for my trip (in 3 weeks, WOOT!!!), and I’m working out the logistics of filling the Fabriano paper pages of a leather covered, hand bound, mini journal a friend gave me in ’03. Now, this girl introduced me to MOTL*, so I’ll always thank her for that, but she’s really kind of a tool, and we haven’t spoken in years. 

Example: She wrote on the first page of the journal she gave me. About herself. Who does that?!? Honestly! 

In the end, I win…cuz I’m a lefty…so she wrote on the LAST page.  HAH! First time I completed the last page of a journal first…

Oh! It’s spring postcard swap season…I sent my 10 away…have received 4 so far…but I’ll tell you about it when I get ’em all!

*MOTL = My Own True Love. 

Well…

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I TOLD you this place was giving me cancer…

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“Travel photos”

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I’ve been out & about for most of June (17 days in Kansas & Oklahoma, 5 days in San Francisco) and I am JUST getting unpacked, laundry caught up, cat affection overloaded…

I’m going through my photos and I have some to show you…

These are “background” shots of random surfaces in Alcatraz prison and on Alcatraz island. I got to tour the prison on 6/26 with a couple of Librarian friends and it was SO COOL, and not JUST because I got to wear blue jeans in a prison!

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Elizabeth and Me.  If you get the chance to go most anywhere with a Librarian (or 7!) DO IT!

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This is the spot that got me started on being the weird girl, taking pictures of walls and floors, at Alcatraz.

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This is a GLORIOUSLY chipped-paint wall in the chow hall. It’s like cloud pictures, where the more you look at it, the more you “see.”

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This is a floor in a “pass through” and the marks are from grenades thrown by the US Marines when the prisoners took over part of Alcatraz in 1946.

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This is the floor in the chow hall. If I had not seen this section, I would not have known that the worn “floor” was covered in sealed canvas-like material.

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Here you can see the different layers…red canvas on black Paint? Adhesive?, over concrete. I just find it so interesting that cloth was used in an eating area at all, sealed or not.

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Part of a wall outside. I am endlessly fascinated by green things that grow, but that is most likely because I currently reside in a barren wasteland of a desert.

I have been working on some art journal pages, but I’ll post them later, once I get caught up on Journal 52 (no worries, only a week behind there) and I’ll share some fun stuff I made on my Midwest adventures…

Oh! And these “background” shots will someday become part of future art I WILL CREATE!

WOOT!

(Happy 4th of July, y’all…be safe and eat MUCH BBQ!)

The new book everyone is talking about.

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world of artist

I pre-orderd this book because I don’t always want to see how artists make their journal pages…I just want to see their pages sometimes. It’s like I can peer between the covers of THEIR journals and get inspired by the fact that there seem to be infinite possibilities for pages to make.

Even if I can’t draw.

I have no ambition to get any of my pages into a book someday. I just play. And playing makes me happy.

That is SO enough for me – but this is a very good book.

1000 pages

I have the first one too. Love them both…