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spent the whole morning out looking for a nice journal….....picked up a couple but also picked up supplies to make my own if i am not happy enough with the quality of paper in the shop bought ones – i’m thinking that with twenty weeks work, which will involve a lot of manhandling, the inserts might not be up to the job…......i have also treated myself to a new bag (not a surprise to anyone that knows me) to carry my art journal, paints, pens, glues, etc so that i can take my journal anywhere and work on it whenever the mood takes me….......will cover the journal later (or make it) and will pack it in its new bag ready for my weekend away with my church when i intend to do my first journalling….......a weekend totally immersed in god and beautiful surroundings has got to fill me with inspiration…........i’m so excited

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So i have spent some time with the questions posed on monday… it seems to me that i have been balled up or wrapped and trapped in this ball of anger, frustration, stuck-ness, blah-ness and all around discontent. I have been groping around for answers and solutions and and…. But I have been looking to the wrong things and not being true to me and therefore the people in my life. My response in my journal centers around these thoughts and a quote from anais nin- “And the day came when the risk to remain in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to bloom.” So i have decided that it is time to bloom. Now anymore than that I don’t really have any idea… none actually … as in the how… and what now… and and… as you can see I have a tendancy to ramble. Anyway… my response… hope you can see it … but I believe I have given you the general idea. Anyway… thanks for looking and such…..

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This page makes me very happy. I’m trying to overcome my “but it’s not acid-free!” hang-ups and use magazine clippings with abandon. It’s not really working, though, so today I’m off to pick up some Archival Mist.

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yeah! i finally was able to sit down and create my cover. i chose to keep it very simple. now on to my entries.

TFL

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My book will be about personal growth and discovery. I know that its still missing something but I dont know what. Any suggestions are appreceiated.

TFL
Gloria

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Trying this again! Crossing my fingers!

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Okay—learned a lot on this one. Please excuse the bad photo I should have taken this when the sun was up.

I wanted to do a page on how NEW I am to this, how I am just starting out in this artform. Thus, the baby.

This was my first try at heat transfer and I now know not to transfer onto layers of paint (even if they are mostly washes). My paint and some of the paper underneath pulled off from the page. Grrr.

One of the things I wanted to do with this journal, is to use bits and pieces of things I have laying around. Kind of a recycling thing. The buttons have been sitting at the side of my work area for months. I had snagged them from my mom’s button jar.
Thanks for looking!
-Marilyn

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Wow, this was really therapeutic for me. Before married life, children and scrapbooking, there was the ‘other me’. The other me that lived in Art Galleries, Theatre and Cultural Diversity. I want to revisit that other me. Somehow without meaning to, I let “her” slip away. I am learning to become whole again. Bringing the new and my old world back together. Thank you for allowing me to express this with people that understand.

Rita

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Okay, I am calling this my “concept art”. I felt that I needed to break free from my “scrappers mold” and just do something free form. This page will be after my title page of my journal. So, I took my list and ripped it up; adding it to my layout with some watercolors and stamping.

Note to self: 3D Fabric paint cannot be heat dried. :P

Oops, sorry….I reset the server time thinking it would change the time I viewed here as relevant to my time zone. Didn’t realize that it would repost this to the top. :P

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Just let loose. Very strange for a simple scrapbooker such as me. I wanted to include little pieces of me. The word Dream, a piece of my mom’s veil, the color green and blue, my intial, and twine which is my favorite thing in the WORLD.

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