I'm publishing anyway, 'cause I can't seem to fix it. oxoxoxoxox Donna ps: just keep scrolling DOWN and DOWN and you can still leave a comment. :o)
Digging around in my stash, I keep finding little covers and books and of course ideas begin to whir in my head. Today I cleaned the studio. It was spotless. HONEST! Tonight? Not so much. I had to step over things on the floor to leave my table, the garbage is overflowing, I can't see the top of my table, and YES ... I left it. Just. The. Way. It. Was. I'm to tired to do it all over again tonight. It shall wait for me, I just know it. Here's the two small albums I made today. One is a "Write and Sketch", with writing paper, and a heavy paper that will take whatever you'd like to throw at it. The other turned out to be a little Mexican keepsake journal, with little
gifts tucked inside.
|Write and Sketch|
|Front Cover. I wanted the colours of the Mexican flag in the ribbon. Didn't have any green but found some green metal roses which served the purpose.|
|The inside cover has two little gifts. The one in the pocket is a very small traditional bark painting, the other side, one of my postcards.|
|Further on I made another cover and filled it with miniature paper cuts.|
|A Mexican tin heart.|
|The inside back cover is a twenty peso play note and the flag.|
|The back cover, just a three Mexican cards for colour.|
"People are like dirt.
They can either nourish you and help you grow as a person
or they can stunt your growth and make you wilt and die."
- - Plato 428 BC - 347 BC : Philosopher