I've been trying to make something every day. It's been nice. While my back is about to explode (because I'm falling apart at the seams), I refused to let it be an excuse and went into the studio. I couldn't figure out what to do with the paper I made in the class I took with Traci Bautista. I'm just not equipped yet to try more of what she taught - I'll be able to try more when her book arrives. I decided to apply it to the sides of the shelf I've had to move in the studio. Since those sides are the first thing someone will see walking into the room, I figured it couldn't hurt. It actually came out OK! I even painted the bottom of the shelf. Maybe everyone else doesn't look, but I do. I also made another ATC. It's hard to stop criticizing myself about the quality of the cards. The advice about just making art and stopping the internal criticizing is hard to keep in the forefront of my brain, but I'm trying.
I've got nothing fabulous or amusing to add. I'm happy with myself for continuing to make a daily effort at producing art and will leave it at that.
