Ah, it's finally up and running, much thanks to Bex! So, here I sit, struggling through my first post, and trying to figure out all the ins and outs of Typepad, while still holding on to what little sanity I have left!
Little scraps of magic...I have always loved this quote from Story People. It "speaks" to me in so many ways. The obvious? My journal, especially when I collage. LIttle tiny ordinary things, being pasted and glued in, just so. And, what was a scrap on the floor, does indeed become magical.
But, there's another whole level. I am finally getting to a point in my life, where I'm beginning to see and recognize all the little scraps of magic that run through my life each day. I am finally, really, honestly "seeing them!" They've always been there, but so often, I've passed them by. Seeing them, I think, often does come with age, with realizing all the parts of my life I've hurried through and have failed to take joy in, whether it was my toddler's mischief, the buds popping on the trees, a favorite cup and the tea it holds. I'm able to capture moments with my camera, use them in my journals and art, or simply just enjoy looking at them over and over.
I've spent the last few days in my art room, beginning to declutter and reorganize so that it all makes sense, and so that I can find things! I'd hope to get so much more done, but that just didn't happen, for oh, so many reasons! I am officially, a "Penaholic." I love, love, love pens...pens of all colors, shapes, sizes, tips, etc. I was just floored when I saw all of them in one spot. And, uhm, well....let's just say, the supply is spilling over, as you can well see, and uhm, well....they're not all present and accounted for! In all honesty, I can say that it's not going to stop me. I can, 100%, guarantee that I will buy more and more of these babies! They are, after all, what helps me to make magic in my journals.