Someday my history will be blended.

Someday my history will be blended.

Merging old and new. This contrast speaks to me. I can’t help but build new journals with my old paper, old photo albums, and new pretty paper, new fabric, new inspiration.

A little ink and a little brush, brings some color to the cover.

Time worn areas are not covered.  They are celebrated and enhanced. I run my fingers over the flowers and feel the history.


Some day my history will be part of this book.  My thoughts, my art, my hand will be blended with that of those that created these papers, and albums, and inspiration.

Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *