Quote by: Santosh Kalwar
Pocket pages to hold photos and other things.
Materials Used: Crate Paper Patterned Paper, Dictionary Pages, Cocktail Napkin, Wax Paper Pocket, Seam Binding, Unity Stamp Company Background Stamp, Gesso, Jillibean Letter Stickers, Tattered Angels Glimmer Mist and Washi Tape.
Hope you are all having a great weekend, peace friends…..xoxo.
Put together a small case of journaling supplies to use until we get moved and unpacked. We are waiting for the tenants of the house we are moving into to close on their house and move so we can move in. We have heard it could be as soon as this week or as late as July 15th. I didn’t get in as much packing today as I wanted to, this medication is kicking my arse. Doc said give it a few more days…..I am beginning to feel like a lab rat…(insert a mini pout here.)
I included some small paint tubes that I cleaned out and filled with matte gel, gesso and tacky glue. A few neutral colors of craft paint. Two markers, my scissors, small tape runner, Shimmer Mists and Smooch Sprays, a few embellishments, Tim Holtz cardstock packs and a washi tape sampler. A few other odds and ends….definitely my colored pencils and pre-made background pages. They all fit nicely in a Modella make-up case I found at Goodwill.
Routines….we all have them. I start off working in my journal the same exact way every time, Turn on ShoutCast (New Age Music – Calm Radio), light a bamboo scented candle and gather the same supplies:
Mixed Media Paper, Gesso, Matte Medium, Baby Wipes, Paper Towels, water for cleaning brushes, wax paper behind my paper to keep the mess to a minimum, my old brushes for gesso and medium, and a washcloth to wipe brushes off.
I always start off the the same, but the endings are always different. That’s the amazing and magical thing about telling your stories with art journaling.
Updated Photo of my Contessa Art and Junque Journal – Geez, it’s filling up fast:
Thank you for stopping by. Love and Light to you.
Love waking up to his sighs and those eyes, patiently waiting for me to wake up and cover his face with kisses. He follows me when I go to start my coffee and once it’s done, we make our way outside…before the rest of the family wakes up. It’s just him and I and whatever the weather is like. We sat watching storms in the distance. We sat feeling both the breeze of the spring and the chill of winter. We have listened to the crickets and the birds. It’s all peaceful and calm unless the fat orange cat makes an appearance. At that point…ALL HELL BREAKS LOOSE! The calm is replaced with barking and meowing and Cysco walking back with a defeated look on his face…the cat can climb the fence and unfortunately he can’t.