Happy Sunday. Hope y'all are doing well.
Still no change with me.
This flare is the longest one I've ever had.
So, I couldn't sleep and make a quick journal page.
I used a couple of Scribbles Designs digis on this page. I printed them out, colored them with Promarkers and fussy cut them to layer onto a rather wild and bright acrylic background, reminding me of abstract city lights at night. I used a few Posca paint pens to write my words.
I made this page to remember that in December of 2012, the owner of the last operating bookstore in our city announced she was retiring for good and closing up. It was a used bookstore in the heart of our downtown area. She sought a buyer and then invited regular customers to buy her remaining inventory before finally closing for good.
I was greatly saddened because after our mall lost all their new bookstores (and then the mall closed a while later), I discovered the fun in exploring used bookstores. I knew the owner, she was a retired French teacher and a family friend. My dad even considered buying it but knew he was too old. He was sad about it, too.
Since then, we've had a couple of used bookstores to open, but it's just not the same.
One had a really crappy selection and the other one was wayyyyy over-priced.
I think both are closed now.
I found a good one in the next town over and went there until they closed.
I usually look for books to alter or journal in anyway and still have several I can use.
But I do miss the hunt.
Thanks for visiting and have a good day.
Media: Paper, Paints, Inks
Sometimes we can find the good parts of memories by acknowledging and respecting the bad parts of them.