Art washes away the dust off everyday life . . .
For at least the past 8 years I've scrap-booked. Almost everyday. Every single day I did something in my scrap area. I've collected more paper than I will ever need. I have buttons, embelishments, inks, chalks, markers and die cut machines. I've been doing this for a long time. In July I had to make some changes and my total focus became photography. For the past five months I have read, practiced asked questions, tried different techniques, read some more and practiced some more. I watched, I observed the pros. I'm learning, constantly learning.
I've been sick for a couple of weeks and decided I would stay in this weekend. So I had a little bit of energy and started cleaning my "scrap" room. So while I'm there why don't I just put a page together for Isabella's album - right? OMG!!! did I forget how to scrapbook? No way. I don't think so, but all I could do was shuffle paper and embelishments around. So there it is, pictures, paper and embelishments. Not complete, not even started, but hey, I took a picture of it!