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G is for Gratitude
Saturday, August 6th, 2011I am still journalling in Time out of Time, that old desk calendar that makes a perfect journal, even though the pages are fragile at times.
I see this page being covered mostly with text. Maybe a picture in the arched frame at the middle. I might take some pictures with Hipstamatic, one of the apps that brings lomography to the iPhone. For now, a deeply pooled background of paynes grey and quin. gold. My five gratitudes are REIKI, AMBER (beloved cat), GODDESS, WILDERNESS and STILLNESS.
Do you spend time in your journal, expressing the gratitude in your life?
Enough talk; how about a detail from a new journal page?
Sunday, July 17th, 2011A delicate balance
Friday, June 24th, 2011I never realized what a delicate balance this website had until I started making what I thought were simple changes. A new domain host here, an old hosting site there, and suddenly things weren’t working as planned. In fact, things weren’t working at all.
collagespace.com has always hosted this blog and also the galleries of my art journals. It’s one of my web sites, born of a tea-fuelled dream of creating a collaboration connection for collage artists. Of course, the tea wears off and the dreams never come to fruition. I am at a crossroads, trying to decide what to do with the ::collagespace:: brand. Kill it off? Make something of it?
Is collaborative art dead? Are we all disillusioned by the theft, the indifference, and the inertia that kills off many a collaborative project?
Speculation must wait. First, I had to fix the web site. Actually, most of the work was done by a dear person who prefers to remain anonymous. Thank you, dear readers, for your patience, especially during the time you could not see this.
Time out of Time
Sunday, February 22nd, 2009Suddenly, the urge to journal is back, as if it had never left me. Although I have two perfectly good journals in progress, I tore into the idea of altering a beautiful weekly calendar, Nesting 2009.
Calendars and I do not get along well. I don’t live a measured life. Some days are long, others are too long, and then there are the days that leave me breathless as I put on my highest heels, dress in my Queen of the Universe suit (a smart black trouser suit with a long-ish jacket, just in case you were wondering), and MAKE THINGS HAPPEN.
The idea of altering a calendar, using it in a non-linear way, and possible even ripping out entire weeks at a time, fascinates me greatly. So, the manifesto of this journal isn’t at the beginning. It’s somewhere in the middle. The next page may fall before it, or after. It doesn’t matter. I control my own destiny, and am not a slave to time.
I don’t even wear a watch.
How do you feel about time? How does it influence your art journal?




