I do it when I get the chance, and I’m surprised that I’ve covered so much ground. I did this layout just before I left work yesterday. At first I meant to do collage letters or paper embellishment “THANK YOU”s. Then I started doodling again and then doing my block lettering. I’m lucky to have a nice penmanship, but I haven’t quite gotten the hang of actually rendering it as wordart until now. As always, all it takes is practice. As you can see, I still need to do one more pass, at least, to fill in the gaps within the lettering.
The background is a collage of at least 2 pieces from a vintage book (read: almost 100 years old) I got for a song at Strand’s. It was a little difficult working with it because the paper is literally crumbling. You cannot fold it anymore as it will just break at the crease. Once done, I will seal this with a coating of Mod Podge Matte Finish or it will never get to its destination!
(I’m not quite sure if I will continue to doodle on this or just leave it as is.)
I haven’t quite gotten the project off the ground. I was hoping to do this update on the blog for the project (see badge on the right or click here), but I wanted to make that blog all about the project, while this space is all about me.
Sometimes I grab a stack of the cards and I just can’t stop. Whether it is doing the borders around the Subway Map background layouts, or doodling the actual “Thank you” on them, it has a hypnotic effect that keeps me going and going.
Even just drawing those lines on the border can be very relaxing. I usually stop only because my lunch hour is over or because my hand has started to hurt.
I remember reading about a then teen-age actress back in the 80s and she used to say she would color with crayons on kiddie coloring books to pass the time between takes during shoots and to destress. We all self-soothe. Many of us do it in unconscious ways but for some, we seek the comfort or calm we want to have in very deliberate ways.
Mine has been writing and personal art. It has been helpful. And I often find it amazing to see how my work has progressed. I don’t claim to be an artist. I’m a crafter.
I often get lost in the daily grind. Work has its own rhythm and I can get going from the beginning of the day to the end juggling things and trying to finish the tasks I’ve been assigned. Time can fly by when you need more of it. And when the break hits me, I stop and try to do something specifically “FOR ME”. Whether it is to browse my favorite websites for inspiration or to just go through one of my magazines.. or maybe even create one of my digital postcards to post on my Instagram page for the project.
I push the negative thoughts away. Those thoughts that bring pain and confusion and anger. I try to dwell on the positive. Scribbling and doodling brings me there. We all have our own ways of coping — I’m trying to stay on the positive side, even if I sometimes can’t help but thinking perhaps there’s something to drinking the blues away, or some such other resort. But the thing is, I don’t enjoy drinking, for one, so the thought of the headache and maybe spilling my guts out when I get inebriated keeps me from going that route.
It looks like a nice day out. I started the day with my buttered toast and jam breakfast. And mind you, it’s no ordinary jam. I finally relented to opening my last bottle of Mountain Maid Strawberry Jam from the Religious of the Good Shepherd convent in Baguio from last December’s visit. (If you’re visiting from Manila and you ever think of me, please bring me a bottle… precious, precious jam! I only use one teaspoon each time.. trying to stretch it.) Such a savory treat that brings me a taste of home..
I’m seeing my stylist for a hair cut.. the boy needs one, too. Errands to be done today — and just relaxing. It’s one of the last holidays we’re getting for a while, so we’re trying to make the most o fit.
I can’t believe the quiet. The boys are in the room. (Coolest part of the house.) Can you believe summer’s gone? We will officially be into fall soon. Where did the time go?
Well, we’re still here.
That’s a thought that makes me truly thankful.