Snowed in

Not much going on but playing with new supplies.  I got some beeswax and new watercolor pencils and I've been having myself a good time in the journal.

 

  

 
 

  

 

Back in the saddle

Ugh, after battling intense, eye popping pain for a few days, I am getting back in the swing of things.  Of course now I feel a cold coming on.  Oh well.  I start a drawing class tonight.  I'm a little nervous, I haven't had an art class since the seventh grade but I think it will be good for me.

The lady is coming along swimmingly.  A few tweeks and adjustments and I think she'll be complete. 

Here's some journal pages from the past few days, thank goodness I do backgrounds in advance so when I can't sit at my worktable due to pain, I can still journal lol!

 

 

 

In the zone

I have been sucked into a piece I'm working on.  It has been calling to me throughout the day and anytime I had a minute, I ran up to the studio to add a stroke of paint or a layer of tissue.  She is quite a bit further along than this picture I took last night.  Her branches are done and the base layers are all painted.  I love how her body and face are coming along, her hair needs a bit more tightening up and she needs a  bit more background depth.  I'm a bit of a flighty painter, if it takes to long I generally get bored and do something else which is why I love my art journal so much.  But this lady is calling to me with her deep roots, hair of flames, luscious hips.  And of course it's the weekend so there are three rugrats all over, wanting snacks and to be entertained.  I comply but a rather large piece of my mind is up in my tiny studio, listening to the call of my muse. For the first time in a long time I find myself longing for Monday and the quiet that comes along when the school bus pulls away.

Here is yesterdays spread in my journal.  I did another page but I won't share it, it's too personal.  I'm not one to hide my feelings or thoughts, my journal is open for anyone with a computer to read.  I'm not perfect and I've made mistakes and had some pretty shitty stuff go down in my life but I don't mind sharing that, it's our experiences that make us stronger and more human.  But the thoughts I had late last night were about something that is not my story to tell.  And while I'm an open book I will repect the privacy of others and not share personal information without their permission.

Dream

"Dream", art journal spread 1-19-10

Untitled, art journal page 1-21-10

Guess I've been feeling green

I just noticed as I was uploading these that there's a whole lot of green in my journal lately.  Yesterday I was painting a background and while it started off blue it quickly went green.

Any who, here's yesterday's page. I had a massive headache and it was all I could think of.  (The tape is from the dollar section of Michaels, I need to go grab more I lurve it).

And today's spread, inspired by a song I was listening to .

Cooookies

Miss Priss and I went out to sell Girl Scout cookies this evening.  Ack, I mean yesterday evening, where did the time go?  It was quite fun, but then most things are when a 5 year old girl is involved.

I made a freaking awesome book

I am so stoked with how this turned out.  It's my second go at coptic binding and I'm pretty sure I nailed it this time (well aside from the few torn bits but they don't count).  Used a pad of 18x24" Stratford 80lb drawing paper for the bulk of it (the covers are the board from the back).  Bound with waxed cotton thread, I only had black and white waxed linen and neither looked right.

Here's the inside of the front cover.  I love this paper.  I only had one sheet so the inside of the back cover is a different one I had on hand.  I almost can't wait to fill up my current journal with this beauty waiting for me!

And a couple of pages:

Yesterday's page, "Reassemble Me."

Spread from today, "Walk Away." Side note, freaking love this background, it looks like leather in real life.  I really wish I could remember what I did.  I do know tissue paper and gel medium were involved.