Back in October of 2009
I was just starting to really dip into art journaling.
I had been making journals long before that.
That was the part I liked doing, the making, but not too strong in the filling them department.
At that time Stampington & Co. was getting ready to put out a new publication.
{dang, that was a long time ago}
and Pam Garrison was gracing that first cover.
I couldn't wait to get my mits on it.
In the meantime, I made myself an Autumn journal.
I even made a little art inside of it.
And then it was shoved to the side and sadly forgotten about.
That is...
until last week.
I found it.
Under a pile of other half empty journals.
{yeah. it's how I roll.}
As I thumbed through the first 8 pages,
those that actually had something on them,
I had to "wow" and giggle.
Those pages are SO different from how I journal now.
Not that I don't like them...
there are bits and pieces of them that I do.
It's just that...
well, they are hardly grungy at all...
very precise, in fact.
And hardly a lick of paint.
{gasp!}
I don't even know how to function without paint nowadays.
So at that moment I decided to see what I could do about filling in a few more pages this Autumn.
Two down...
forty to go.
{yeah, I just snorted there, right along with you}
Here's to evolution!
I wonder what I'll think in another three years.