JUST like children, they are precious to me. Here, at last, is a picture of the 12 art journals and/or altered books I have made since April 2007.
Lined up in order of the months - from April to April - moments, days, months and finally a year. Not every day complete. Not every cover decorated just right.
Maybe some day, in my rocking chair, I'll complete them with my gnarled and knobby arthritic fingers.
Something to help me remember the days. Tomorrow I'll post some random pages from each, but maybe I'll make them into a slide show rather than post two dozen pictures. Now it's off to watch the "Lost" finale. Right, T? - femminismo