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Something that for me will never change will be my close proximity to words…. written words, spoken words, words painted on paper, or shouted across playing fields … whispered to the kids at night or yelled during the day… I am always either reading, writing, speaking or thinking of things that can be read, written, or spoken…. never quite realized it till today….. It was my standout and though I am usually very scattered and wide in what I do, this set of pages were very focused for me—tearing random pages from an old dictionary we had in one of our barns revealed words to me that resonated—so I just colored them in a bit with some colored pencil. For one brief moment, I was speachless—the page spoke for me.

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Just beginning to figure out how all this posting works—I am a few weeks behind in my start, but have now got a couple of the pages behind me…. This is my inside cover —no picture of me yet—been too busy with the paints pen—And finally got to play with my mod podge, which I love.

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This was a perfect excuse to have to go out for dinner….

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Last year, I left a job I had held for 12 years. Although I’d been really unhappy during most of those years, I felt that I was stuck in a box, in a corner, and would never be able to break free. Once I resigned, I was able to “grab” on to all the wonderful things that were missing at my former job. My new job got me out of my box in the corner.

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I did this page Thursday night when I was really having a rough go of it. My body was hurting like heck and my head was spinning with some current ideas/issues. My hubby is travelling so I was alone which, in this case, made the feelings even more intense. I found this picture of me and instantly knew….

Right now I wish I were this little girl again.

There was a lot of journalling that went with it so I ended up doing a pull-out to capture it all. I must say….it was good to get it out and I felt better the next morning. Huzzah for that!

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This was one of those things where you were going somewhere else with your idea originally and somehow this is what came out. Laughing inside because this happens to me almost all the time – to the point where I wonder sometimes why start with an idea….instead, just go!

I used an old children’s reader text to make some found poetry. I cut out a bunch of phrases that appealed to me and then just played with them until it felt right. It reads:

here I am.
I wish so much
more love

a whisper within
to say
You are more

They listened.

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Here’s my i am page. The main parts are shy/creative/dark/a lover of beauty – quintessential Claire! It’s so important to remember these things – if you forget or ignore your ‘parts’, then you lose yourself!
I sort of copied a picture by Hundertwasser, for the background in paint and stuck on photos of my own two eyes and a flower from my garden.
I also think that a face changes a lot over the years, with all sorts of spots and wrinkles and scars, but eyes mainly stay the same. My hazel eyes are a good feature (they’re quite large) and I’ve ‘given’ them to my son, which is great.

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The four corners of my house make me feel warm and secure. It’s my oasis, my sanctuary, my happy place. I’m content here. It’s comfortable here. My home. My corners make me feel very safe.
This was so much fun to make! This is way out of the box for me :)

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Pages 1 and 2 of my journal! I started a bit late, so here I am playing catchup!
I traced a piccy of me and painted it in with acrylics. I had such fun with this and I have a feeling that this project is going to be a great journey!
Second page features a map of Cornwall, more a part of me than my bones.
The pages are made up of pink and yellow, purple and orange, my favourite colours, ever since I was a punk :)

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