Trinkets, treasures & mystical forms are within reach & sight, all the while. They inspire me, as my eye turns for breath after so much concentration, and sparkles in contact with these wonders. I lay them out - muse over them; think of what the finished piece will look like, or become - once it is paired with this or that.
Sometimes I will find the tiny thing first, and the journal will begin from seeing it. But truthfully I don't plan my books, they take shape as I go, and carve their own path. As I have mentioned before, they are like an uncontrollable dog on a leash, and I have to go along with it.
Dipping into boxes and such, I created some new pieces, two of which I share below.