I’ve been struggling a little with getting on with the art journaling. It’s mostly been sitting on my bedside table untouched the last couple of days, so I had quite a bit to catch up on. The weekend somehow gave me the chance to do an entry and a half (the other one still in progress), and I’m happy to be art journaling again.
This page had a totally different background before I started working on it again. I wasn’t quite happy with a white page I had stamped on primarily because the pigment ink was “staining” the opposite page. Gesso to the rescue! I put on a thin layer to cover the previous watercolor/stamping, and although some of the blue on the right hand page seeped through, I think it covered it pretty well, allowing me to use ink spray to create a totally different background. It was “muted” by the gesso and the direct application, but I like the effect after everything had dried.
It made the masking tape holding the page together more obvious — I needed to do some book first aid with the binding falling apart on me, but I think that added to the layout’s charm.
With my little guy turning 10 last Thursday, I’ve had a very busy week. Goodie bags had to be packed, the cupcakes bought, and then I hied down to school for a 20 minute appearance that saw him beaming. As we walked home together, he proudly told me it was a good birthday. That was precious..
His birthday will always be very special to me because it marked a very big change in my life. While I wasn’t even aware until the last couple of months of how much more profound that change actually was, I cannot be more grateful for the blessing of having this little guy as my son. He truly makes everything worth it.
I’ve tried to make it a habit to do outlines of his hand through the years just to show how he’s growing, and I journaled within the outline of his, and zentangled mine. (Yes, all patterns were taken from official patterns for zentangling.)
I have only a few copic markers which I used to write the text around the actual journaling, and while I was reluctant to “fill up” the page, it felt quite bare without the other text. I wanted it to be busy and “full”…An entry all about my little boy who isn’t so little anymore. The palm of his hand is almost the same size as mine — but I like the feel of holding his tinier hand because it still makes me feel like the mom holding that hand in mine.
Time flies, indeed! I keep telling him I wish he wouldn’t grow up so fast. I feel like the passing of time will see him drift away as he grows up and joins the world out there. That is both frightful and terribly exciting for me as a mother.
He has been such a gift to me. Every day, I thank God and I pray He keep him safe.
Meanwhile, here’s the half-done (not quite) page I’ll be working on next. There was a three-inch gash tearing through the binding, so I thought I would remedy that by pasting these paper pieced doddled flowers I had inserted into the back of the book for use somewhere within the journal. And here they are. More on this journal entry later.