You see things; and you say, ĎWhy?í But I dream things that never were; and I say, ĎWhy notí?
George Bernard Shaw
Working on new journal with brown paper bags inside, but also in this one darling journal. There is a drawn selfie of me, with a hamster on my head. It’s from when I did baby sit a hamster a few weeks this fall:
He’s called Santie. He used to walk over my journals when out on the desk, eat my washi tape and lick my watercolors. Because then I colored in the background:
All while listening to these lyrics, by Lily Allen again, over and over again;
I quite like this art journal spread, as a whole (no collage included):
What do you think?