I finished my little journal booklet a la Teesha Moore, who by the way has just added 8 or 9 videos detailing her journaling techniques to HER BLOG. Fascinating. I love watching other people deep in thought about their collage habits.
My journal zine booklet thing is going to document my week in and out of the classroom. The craft punks were dumbstruck.
The most rambunctious kid in the class was silenced for a full 94 seconds when she picked it up during recess to have a closer look.
We’re going to make journals like this. Shhhhh don’t tell anyone. It’s our secret.
She stared at me. Mouth open wide. No words coming out. Then…
It looks hard.
Everything looks hard if you don’t know how to do it. I’m going to show you.
Our versions will be constructed out of a dazzling mountain of scrapbook paper donated by you, kind readers. And collage bits, magazines, and other stuff. We’re going to start this week. Shhhhhhhh…
In my pamphlet journal I used blown up photos of some of my old visual journal pages as my base collage. Then I added other bits over the top. Next, spraypaint, stencils, some writing. You know, the usual routine.
I randomly added days. I’ll write in those spots on that day of the week. Naturally they aren’t in order. You would be surprised at how no-duh kinds of thought processes (like keeping the days in order) completely fly under my radar at times. I came to after I’d glued them all down. Then cheerfully disregarded the mild urge to do it again.
I dig this little 3-hole pamphlet stitch. In my continuing education on book-binding I’ve discovered that the smaller the signature the easier to bind. If you saw the size of the signatures in some of my older journals you’d think:
You got the needle through THAT?
And with a woeful look on my face I’d nod my shaggy head up and down and squeak out a very small,
It would be wrong of me to end this post without a proper weather report from the city of angels. Wouldn’t it?
65 degrees. Winds from the West at 2 m.p.h. Visibility 6 miles. Tomorrow another hot 85 degrees like today. Sweet dreams.