Gleeful wrecking

I just adore the sound my journal makes when I open it...a lovely sort of unsticking noise reminding me of all the fun we've had in the last week or so. Bits often fall out of or off it too and, what's even more amazing, is that it has started getting creative all of its own...

Just look at this. First pic shows my pressed page including an amazing 'precious' jewel that glinted up at me from the pavement - what a find! See the faded red leaf on the right? Well, originally it was on the left, but it fell out leaving behind a mirror image of itself embossed in the glue. That was my journal saying "hey, look what I can do". So, I helped it out a bit and sloshed a bit of paint on top and look at the lovely result - almost a perfect copy of the original. Who would have thought it? Just goes to show that great creative ideas will pop out and show themselves to you with this project when you least expect it. I have also discovered that cherry juice makes great multi-tonal paint; but more on that when we get to my stain log page another week.

So, we went walkies this week and the journal became a handbag of sorts - complete with pocket lint. Best wrecking was undoubtedly the washing experience which I blogged about earlier in the week. I would have posted a picture if there was anything left to take! We snuggled up for the night (well actually that was last week but I forgot to mention it!).

One thing I keep forgetting to do is document my dinner. I'm wondering though that maybe this is my subconscience being a little bit disturbed about rubbing smelly food into a book. Or, maybe I am just waiting for the right occasion to document my meal. I mean ... beans on toast would be dull, right? Now... on Sunday we are having a picnic (weather permitting - this is England remember and it's Wimbledon fortnight and Glastonbury weekend so pretty much GUARANTEED rain). Well, wait and see if the sandwiches and cold sausages, cheese, bread, strawberries, crisps, chicken and even the odd ant or wasp make an entry!

Finally, aside from all the fun and games and house wrecking (I had to tidy it up briefly because my mother was visiting - but rest assured fellow messy wreckers, it is now back to the same, if not worse state as it was last week), I actually learnt something this week. It was naturally one of the things I guess we are supposed to be learning. It was about breaking free creatively; not being afraid to create something that might not be perfect and, by doing so, discovering a side to your creativity you didn't know existed. I wrote a blog post on it a few days ago if you fancy reading more.