someone nice picked up the little blank notebook on top for me in the $1 bin at target.
i did some kitchen table journaling this morning. in this, the last month of my 50th year of life, i'm thinking about what i want for the 51st. instead of making a list of 51 things to do before i turn 52, i decided to make a list of 25 things. there comes a time when that list needs to be divided by 2 in order to still be fun and not annoying.
i made some coffee and got out my giant christmas mug then set to work on my list.
except that i got distracted with my growing pile of blurb books. there they sat on my desk in my art room calling to me. so i grabbed one and started writing in it instead
venice in winter. has it really been 355 days since i was there?
for this blurb book i incorporated trip reports i posted for ticket to venice. i wanted to see what it would be like to turn a blog into a book. i chose not to use the blog-to-book format they provide because i didn't like the format. this is total cut & paste. instead of just having full photo pages i also had text pages. i kept the blog & blurb windows open side by side and went back and forth between the two. it wasn't difficult, but it was time consuming. i ended up with 204 pages.
to mix things up a bit i edited a few of the pics, like the one on the top right and the cover) with totally rad filters. i prefer mostly natural photos with a few supernatural thrown in for contrast. know what i mean, jellybean?
as you can see my writing is neither reflective nor profound. just whatever shallow thoughts popped into my head. this morning didn't lend itself to deeper thinking. that's cool. simplemindedness is underrated at times.
it's sunday night. i'll just be in port wenn for the rest of the night. hanging out with doc martin. scribbling more notes into my blurbs. hope you're somewhere warm & cozy, doing something fabulous!