Monday, August 15, 2016


I resurrected some book covers I created some years ago. 

I kept them on the side, 
as initially what I had done was measured the paper wrong, 
and somehow it didn't look right. 
I had put it aside in favour of other projects at the time. 

I knew there would come a day 
when I would find that twinkle in my eye 
and all the materials would fall together in a flash, 
to complete this little book. 

And so it goes. It happened over 3 days.

I had just enough paper left,
just enough of everything for this to work.
I love the spine, 
and will be making more like this.

The covers came from a vintage leather bag 
which I found at a flea market over 5 years ago.

Since it has such a bohemian appearance,
 I am calling it Prairie Dreams.

Tuesday, August 2, 2016

A Tiny Binding with Tiny Findings

This one...

I decided to make another Little Artist.

While searching for a lovely rustic scrap of leather,
I found this tiny antique pencil which 
I thought I had lost.

Instantly I saw it dressing the cover flap.

Once the book was complete,
I added the endpapers,
and again - in my mind, 
I remembered this tiny
scrap of an envelope 
which I had kept for years. 

I had put it aside in a not-so-safe place,
to remind myself to scan it.
So then I could enlarge it - 
would you look at that handwriting?

I turned the studio upside down 
and there it was, waiting for me to find it.

I decided that it would just spend 
the rest of its days
preserved in this little wearable.

I am happy with this creature.

More to come.

Sunday, July 31, 2016

A Miniature Library Emerges...

I've had this box for a long time, 
it is Japanese, and one of my favourite things.

Not only is the detail sublime, 
but opening it, one finds it to be lined with wood.

I love the combination of these two elements.

Only recently I saw it full of tiny books....
and my wanting to keep it forever, 
went out the window.

This is now part of a small art piece in the making. 

I love creating these miniature libraries, 
and haven't done so for some time.

There is something quietly calming, 
within the meditation of hand tearing each tiny page to size,
folding them all into six sections of three,
making incisions in the paper,
arranging them into groups, and
binding them together with linen thread.

The thread I use here is a 2 ply thread,
 as opposed to the usual 4 ply that I use on my larger books.

After I glued the little books and left them to dry,
I added some linen to protect the pages. 

This is only stage four, as I was waiting for headbands to arrive.

But as sometimes the blog is about progress, 
the finished piece is still to come.

It will have a Buddhist theme of sorts,
but whoever decides to take it,
might think of it as just a pretty, old box,
full of tiny books.

Watch this space.

Tuesday, July 26, 2016

the making of tiny things...

it's been a miniature kind of few days. 

i've shrunk into my artistry,
and with microscopic eyes, 
concentration zooms in,
 to activate these new creatures.

creatures?... you might say.

yes - creatures, 
for to me they seem to come alive,
in their own small way.


and this arrived in the mail,
which created much excitement.

Monday, July 18, 2016

Something new..

This new journal, I am really loving.

It's been a week -
 working through the stages;

tearing, staining, 
drying & pressing the paper,

preparing the reclaimed leather cover,

adding the fabric & endpapers.

& stitching the book.

I was thrilled to find some fabric,
that matched the endpapers well.

Thursday, July 14, 2016

In the Moment

 These days I feel very much in the moment. 
Creating seems to come with ease & flow. 
Amidst the winter mornings, 
I take quiet moments in a cafe to journal and reflect. 

Then to the atelier where I create journals,
in which others may reflect. 
Those I may never meet, who may go places I might never go. 

This in itself - it's like a sparkle to me. 
The unknown, 
that allows me to imagine and wonder. 

In my quiet moments, 
this is what I do.
Imagine, and wonder.

I figure it's good to always keep the mind sharp.
Sharp as a razor.
Stimulate, educate -
be alert, aware and awake.

With wet ground underfoot and clear blue sky above,
I arrived at the atelier the other morning,
and immediately began taking photographs. 

Here I share these sights taken around my atelier.

majestic native trees

this odd collection of wonder...

always captures my eye..

preserved in stone..
antique French mangle cloth..

hand-aged and drying in the morning sun..

excited to use this in some up & coming journals..
The Daisy Journal 

The Storyteller

The Traveler

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