This poor journal has hung around for about two years. I have done many other things of course but I keep a journal for ‘playing’ in. It is nearing its end so I am excited to see it finished now. I don’t know if anyone else suffers with this but I find it is fun to start a project (I am talking about lengthy ones). It get laborious about half way, then three-quarters through it is exciting to finish and I can’t leave it alone.
This page is purely a ‘doodle’ page.
I tend to scribble anything and everything on anything and everything and have pieces everywhere so I gathered some and stuck them on this page then drew around them. The glass of beings are my soft toys…kind of. They jumped into the odd glass, changed their appearance to some degree and started a life of their own. I cut a piece of overhead projector sheet to the shape of the glass to make it more ‘glass’ like and keep them from escaping. Poor bear wanted in but there was no room. He has been left dangling.
The bottom creatures just appeared out of my uni-pin pen. It is amazing what lives in our tools of creation. Whether it be stories or drawings, there seems a never-ending supply hidden within them. A little piece of nonsense poetry explains their being.
Three stick figures
Jumped onto the page
Hoping it was a pantomime stage
They looked around in eager hope
of finding someone with a skipping rope
That was their act – ‘The skipping three’
They found fellow actors and as you can see
They skipped for each show
from morn till night
But Egyptian Kee didn’t think it right
As she was the wife of the owner
and although he knew she was a moaner
when she cried that her arms were tired
the poor skippers three were fired.
NEW JOURNAL PAGE JUST STARTED…
As you know by now I throw nothing away. These are used teabags and their scraps. The cheesecloth has been dyed with the tea from the tea bags after I had a cup of tea and before I opened them up and put the leaves in the garden. I dried the tea bags then ironed them. I have pasted the teabags on a journal page. I intend using the scraps, the cheesecloth and the leftover piece of hand dyed calico, however…I have no idea of the how, when, why or what this is going to be. I will post as it progresses.
Happiness to everyone randomrose
I don’t want realism – I want magic 🙂