thank you donna - i think
I had so much to do this weekend, and a perfect weekend to do it in. In an act of planning on my part, I had nothing to do outside of the house from 6:00 on Friday night to midnight on Sunday. Some of the things on the ever growing 'to do' list included: find that silly girl scout report, organize my 'little' garage(where I keep all my thrifting finds and goodies - some day I'll show you a picture), put away all of the little baskets used in the June edition of 'come play' which would then lead to the ability to put the picnic table back outside, laundry, continue organizing my studio so it would be ready for new projects, and design pages for a girl scout day camp on scrapbooking.
I'd have a contest to see who might guess the ONE thing I accomplished from that list, but if you read my last post, you'll know it was laundry because my lovely girl came home for just one day and needed her clothes cleaned for the next week of camp. Besides, that wouldn't be a very fun contest.
Now, you may be asking, how in the world I had more than 48 hours to my weekend and only completed the laundry ? Well, have you ever seen the work of this lady ? The amazing and talented d. downey. I just HAD to read her blog on Friday evening and see her amazing video tutorial on how to make an art journal out of newspaper. I could do that. It sounded like fun and it should only take a couple of hours, right ? Wrong. At least here where there also seemed to be lot's of other things going on that weren't on that original to do list.
Like watching our friends sons for the day / evening / overnight while they had a date night at a local outside concert venue in town. And watching the neighbors golden retreiver puppy. Oh - and with the boys came their new edition to their farm (they raise goats, bunnies and chickens and thankfully, it wasn't any of those). It was a precious, tiny, baby kitten of only 3 weeks in age that had been abandoned by his mamma. Bottle fed and everything. Meet Panther. Doesn't he look tough ? Hee Hee.
So, back to the art journal. Once I started glueing and painting, I just couldn't stop. The 16 inches available on my desk soon became cluttered with paint bottles and gesso and foam brushes and newspaper.
I loved the process. The paint on the fingers and occasionally on my nose. I loved that I stayed in my pj's all day and really didn't care. I loved that my husband still loved me for not officially cooking and eating chicken strips and salad for dinner. I loved that the boys wanted to help a bit and I was able to let go and allow them to paint a couple of squares for me. (Not my usual m.o.) I loved that Sami just went upstairs on her own and took a nap with the gentle breeze of the day streaming through her window. and I loved that I finished painting all of the pages.
But now, what to do with them all ? I'd tuck them away and wait for the perfect opportunity or thought to use them. They look pretty as they are, and it wasy okay that I didn't have any purpose for them yet. Then I went to church and the perfect use for my larger book came to light. A book of praise songs and words of worship. I've been really working on giving EVERYTHING to God - to lay it down at the foot of the cross and give up control, but this is so hard for me. I like having control. I like planning. and I don't like surprises. So all of the songs have a little something about my journey.
It's a bit hard to see the colors, because it's late and there is no natural light, but it's mostly brown and cream and pink. Like neapolotin ice cream. For the base color, I used white gesso and then painted the colors over it. It's not completely done yet, and that's okay. I have an idea for how I want to finish it and it will come with time.
Thank you Donna. this was perfect. the garage can wait and no-one is using the picnic table anyway. TV trays work just as good outside as they do in front of the TV.
But next weekend, I HAVE to find that report.
Blessings, Jill