This is what ART-at-the-desk looks like.I spent ten minutes this morning at home looking for a piece of cardboard. I gave up and packed an ART-to-go bag and when I got here at the desk, found what I needed. I am participating in two on-line classes. This is my first time to do that and I must say, I realized that part my my discombobulation of late had to do with these two classes. I was puzzled with myself to say the least. Well anyway, a new journal book is necessary to record my Gut findings and reactions and trials and tribulations. And that is why she calls it a Gut Art Book.
I love making books and journals. But wasn't in the mood for it for some reason. My problem is that I never fill them up. It seems that the process of making or at the least having a book is very necessary to the success of the class. As I was following a class assignment yesterday, I was having these Gut reactions and thinking, "oh I need to remember that, oh I like that, oh oh oh". Ah Ha........I'm suppose to have this dang book to write all this down in.
I had just the perfect book already made. Earlier this year I gathered up a stack of wallpaper border that had been within eyesight for a long long time and I bound it into a book. Never mind what the size of each piece was, I just folded it in half and in it went. And that is about as far as I got with the exception of the one page where I applied a bird napkin. As I said, I never fill them up.
You can see the cover is half of an old file folder and it is made like my junk paper journal. I am going to add the cardboard on top of the file folder for the cover. But first I'm going to paint it.
PS.....I'm not for sure, but you might still be able to get in the class. Check it out with Mystele