The Photo Album

I was creative today. Actually, I have been creative for several weeks now, working on a photo book for my friend. Her in-laws will be celebrating their 50th anniversary and she asked that I help redo their wedding album with my sister, who is a huge scrapbooker (even had her own store at one time.) Well, after thinking about it for some time, I thought that doing a book on Shutterfly would be a better idea. That way all of their kids (9 of them) and the gazillion grandchildren they have could then get a copy of the wedding pictures if they chose to. There would be a copy of every single picture from Grandma and Grandpa's wedding album in it and it would be bound just like a regular book. My sister made one for our family of my mother's recipes and pictures after my mom passed away. It is absolutely beautiful and amazing to have the copies of Mom's recipes and pictures of her right next to them all bound in one place. So the idea was the same for my friend and her family - along with, of course, putting the original pictures in a photo-archival book for preservation. This way there won't be daughters fighting down the road over who gets to have 'mom and dad's wedding album' when they pass because they basically all can have a copy if they should chose to buy it. I'm actually surprised by how reasonably priced it is as well.

I am happy to see the final product and to know that my friend and her sisters-in-law really like the looks of it. It makes me feel like I have accomplished something in the creative world, (all by myself) and that's what I've been itching to do lately.

Beautiful Art

I was flipping through other people's blogs this morning and came across another Angela's blog - she is an artist that seems to base her work on pointillism - creating pictures using nothing but dots. Her work was beautiful. It touched my soul and I really wanted to purchase some of her pieces.

her art here

This is the type of things that I see that I wish I had thought of to do - this is what I find inspiring! This is beauty to me - what I want to be able to create. I can still do it, but I just don't ever find the 'umph' to get off my tooshie to get it done. My mojo is lowjo...

When I grow up I want to be...

I am 37 years old and I have been a teacher for 15 of those years. I am still trying to decide what I want to be when I grow up! See, I still feel that I'm not a grown up - in my head I view myself to still be a kid; well, maybe a teenager or in my very early 20s. But by no means am I just 3 years away from turning 40! That's preposterous! Ridiculous! Absurd! When did all this maturing and growing up happen? When did my dream jobs escape me? Was it when I was busy starting my career, earning a living, finding my first home, my true love, and so on? Does life get in the way so much that we forget to live it the way we always wanted? I guess in my case, it may have. I always have dreams of being a famous artist or photographer and I dabble in this at times, but nothing that would ever let me replace my current career with my dream career?

I wonder - what's stopping me?

More to explore at a later date.