Tag: upcycling books

Another Brain-Eating Project…. Done!

Dear Liza,

Just before Christmas, I started this 50 year scrapbook, as a 50th Anniversary gift for Grandpa Nelson, a fun project, and a way for me to revisit all these wonderful, busy years together.

I collected old photos, scanned and printed them, trimmed, collaged, typed and swore quite a bit. I typed the minimal text on Auntie Bridgett’s vintage Corona typewriter, shifting from third to first person as I went.

With all the cutting, I managed to aggravate a wrist injury so I am having to invent new ways of pouring coffee and folding clothes while it heals.

But I love it! It isn’t perfect; it is even missing (at least) one trip to Hawai’i. But it has served its purpose! It made Grandpa Nelson chuckle, let me play with paper, and fed my brain with re-visited memories.

And it got us all caught up and ready for whatever the heck comes next…. All while barely fitting in the recycled book it was built in!

Love,

Grandma Judy

Moving the Scrapbook Along

Dear Liza,

I have become sort of obsessed with this Fifty Plus Years scrap book I am making.

Trying to include highlights from Grandpa’s and my time together has made for many trips down the rabbit hole of photo albums and memory lane.

There are the historic bits I want to get right and can’t always remember, and then there are the layout and artistic bits. Is this color okay with this photo? Why is this shiny paper so hard to work with? Where is that ticket stub?

So far I have worked by way from 1974 to 1992, with most pages having some text with my take in what was happening.

It won’t take Fifty Years, but it won’t be done anytime soon. I’ll bring it with me this Summer.

Love,

Grandma Judy

Election Coping Journal

Dear Liza,

Leading up to the second election of Donald Trump, I was feeling anxious. What would a second Trump term mean for the country? Our foreign policy? Our civil rights? How would we viewed by the rest of the world?

As always, I turned to “making stuff” to cope. I chose this tiny 1948 atlas, which Auntie Bridgett had found in a teeny free library when we first moved to Portland. Now, I saw it as a place to put my anxiety about the.world’s future.

I dug into my collage words box and in an old “French phrase a day” calendar, found just what I needed.

“It’s discouraging.” “You’d think it’s a cult.” “We could go someplace else.” Yes, maybe we could.

I tried to stay in the same color family as the atlas itself, stenciling and stamping, as I created images that expressed my anxiety.

But after a few days of cutting, pasting and realizing who our new President was, I realized that my ‘coping’ mechanism was making me feel worse, by focusing on the awful helplessness. I was in fight or flight mode, and because of family obligations here, we can’t “fly” at the moment. So I needed to think about what I could do to fight, here and now. Again, I found phrases to express myself.

“Calm yourself.” “Don’t cry”.

Of course, the words alone won’t fix anything. I need to, as Mr. Rogers advised, look for the helpers. I can engage with local charities and national groups like the ACLU to make a positive difference in the lives of people who will feel the brunt of Mr. Trump’s announced plans.

And realizing I can do that has been very good for my mental health.

Love,

Grandma Judy

Finishing Up the Garden Journal

Dear Liza,

Our growing season is over here in the suddenly chilly Northwest. I put the garden to bed last week, and now I have written my last Garden Journal entry.

I made this year’s Journal out of an up-cycled movie list book, re-working the covers with collage. It seems I made fewer entries this year than last… am I running out of things to say about the garden?

I played with a lot of different media this year, anyway.

I watercolored the layout, both as I planned it to be…

and as it turned out.

I used collage when I wanted to show beauty but had no garden…

… and watercolor when I knew exactly what I wanted to show, in this case, how the first zucchini ended up.

I challenged myself to show the complex form of tomato plants.

And, sometimes, I just played with color.

I’ll be out of town for a big chunk of the next gardening season, and I’ll make another Journal when I get back. We’ll see what happens then.

Love,

Grandma Judy

This Year’s Garden Journal

Dear Liza,

Since there is a garden, there must be a garden journal. For a few years, I made mine from scratch, delighting in learning a new process. Last year, I re-used a found day planner. This year, I looked in the box of books that we are giving away.

I found a book I bought years ago, called “Film Listography,” by Lisa Nola and Jon Stich. I enjoyed it very much, but I haven’t touched the book in about ten years, so I was ready to re-use it. To start the transformation of the cover, I laid down a leafy page from a magazine, then dabbed on some acrylic paint.

This softened the colors so they would be a background for the words. I love how they look all summery together! (And the bugs add a teensy creep factor).

For the back cover, a page from the PAM magazine and a holiday napkin from Ruthie Inman go together for a proper autumnal ending to the book. I used a technique Ruthie taught me to get a nice soft edge on the napkin image. It’s just a little water and a gentle tug.

It still looked a bit empty, so I hunted up a gardening quote I like and gave it the “ransom note” treatment. I added few more flowers and a bit of paint. You think maybe it’s too much?


But I made it for me, and I like it!

Inside the journal, there will be some decisions everyday about how to manipulate the interesting images that are already in the book and include my own news and art. I can’t show you much of the unaltered art, because of the “no use without written permission” rule.

I am really looking forward to a garden-filled, artsy summer.

Love,

Grandma Judy