My Daughter, My Muse

This weekend turned out to be highly productive artwise. i focused quite a bit on my art journal-finishing several pages-printed photos and pressed leaves and flowers for my garden journal-started cutting pages and backgrounding (i love inventing new words) the covers for a spiritual journey journal-and worked on some backgrounds a la the current issue of Cloth Paper Scissors.




















While working on the backgrounds, my daughter stopped in for a visit--she perched herself on the exercise ball that i use as a chair at my sewing table--and bounced and chatted while i arted--in her teenage lingo, "Sweet!" told me she liked my results--she also offered suggestions, and instinctively knew to "add some of the orange paint there." I loved her little visit, and the collaboration--the backgrounds she offerend suggestions on will become the covers for the spiritual journey journal. It means a lot to me knowing such a meaningful journal begins with creative energy from both of us. If I may be so bold as to borrow the words of the young, thanks, Emma. You Rock!