to be busy...
but not as busy as previous years.
What have I missed? Why the blasé attitude? Yes, I still have to make an enormous Christmas stocking for the youngest nephew, to match the one for his cousin made this time last year and yes I still have lots of presents to order or go find and yes I still have ideas for stitched presents noodling around in my head that I haven't even begun to bring into reality yet...
Maybe it's just because it's been a busy term, and now I've only got one class left to teach, I've wound down so much I've come to a standstill!
Either way, I haven't been doing what I should have been doing, I've been doing this:
cutting up lots of colour copies to make these:
signatures for a hand-made sketchbook:
with painted pages, copies (colour and b&w) and tracing paper.
Quite pleased with this frosty effect:
I'm working myself up to some major pieces of work (! Sounds so grand! If only I can pull it off!) for an exhibition next year. So I'm not really procrastinating, I'm making a start.
I've actually been attempting to make a start since about October, but don't tell anyone.
I've been using ideas from this book by Sandra Meech. And it hasn't felt like procrastinating, as I haven't really enjoyed the process yet...it's been a bit painful, so I must be on to something...
And finally, talking of painful. Got in a tantrum the other evening because I never have "time to do what I want to do" but then having carved out some time, of course I didn't know what it was that I wanted to do. So in desperation I got out my boxes of rejects and offcuts, and made a collage. Hmph.