Trying to temper my excitement over teaching, over WHERE I am teaching and my anxiety over leaving my sexy man and my kitty for 9 days.
I decided, while packing, that I needed a handmade book for the trip.
You know, like i didn't have enough to do already- with packing some things for class, things to sell and my clothes and personal items, mailing Etsy items that I've sold, writing blog posts, laundry...
What's one more thing at this point?!
I decided that I wanted a special book to journal in, make some marks in and document my travels in.
And I can practice making one more book before Art Camp class.
I had some scraps of fabric handy from a previous project that I had not put away yet (the scraps not the previous project).
I have a confession to make.
I am not one of those people that clean their work tables off after each project.
I have so many ideas, chase so much inspiration, that I do well to push everything to one end of the table before I start something else.
Confession time over.
Back to the new book (see? another last minute project that just appeared on my studio table).
I picked out a few items for the cover collage and set to work.
After a few hours, this is what I came up with.
He has to get in all the shots...
True to form, he is in the middle of everything that I am doing (and I am lovin' it).