I finished my SoFoBoMo project this weekend and uploaded it to Blurb today. Unfortunately, I won't actually be uploading it to the SoFoBoMo website, as I just don't have the time right now to format the 80 pages in PDF files. I'm OK with that as I carried the project through to book form, which was my goal.
I included 40 photographs and because I just can't create an image without including text, each one is accompanied by a quote on it's opposite page.
Even when I was very young, I loved making books. I cut up small pieces of paper and sewed them together with embroidery floss...writing little stories complete with illustrations. I've given hand made books as gifts and love making art journals. More recently I've found stories creeping into my mixed media collages . It's interesting to look back and recognize the signs were there all along for my love of making books, but it took me many years to connect the dots. I'm hoping there may be a hand made bookmaking course to found locally this fall!
The Blurb books aren't hand made works of art but are just as delightful to hold, as the contents are of my own creation. It somehow seems to lend validity to my creativity...and a sense of completion. That may sound odd, but it feels very "right". I read a quote recently which (paraphrased) went something like this..."you'll know when you're following your heart's desire because every hair on your body will stand up and scream "YES!"".
Has your hair screamed "yes" to you lately?
(the link above has access to the first fifteen pages)
