Thursday, November 17, 2011

Nightowls


Our creativity comes out at night. In the dark we thrive. Songs are written, paintings painted, ideas envisioned. The glow of the moon is different from night to night but pulls on us all the same. A little crazy and spontaneous when it's full, contemplative and quiet when it's new. And all the in-betweens. Oh the in-betweens, how I love the in-betweens. Doctors have called this bi-polar, but it's only a problem when it has a name and you can't deal. Well, we are dealing. Using these swings in mood and changes of season to motivate the mind. Using the ups for laughter and the downs for strengthening the heart. Yes, the nights have been good to us. Sometimes we miss our friends, the ones who think a decent bedtime is crucial.  But while the world is dreaming up fantastic things, we are basking in that chaotic collective conscious. Your thoughts, our fireflies.


 So go back to sleep, 'cause we got this!

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

Too Busy To Scrapbook

We can't all be Martha Stewart, but that doesn't mean we aren't creative enough to fake it. Like my mother, I have a problem with saving everything. Every little scrap, picture, scribbled down idea, ticket stub, end of day pocket contents, every everything. These things were really starting to pile up along with my intentions for scrap-booking. Sure I have a lot of wonderful ideas for lay-out and design and even the materials, but finding the time and motivation is hard. One year someone gifted me with a journal, each page thick handmade paper. Again, I knew what I could do with it but it was about what I'd have time to do with it. As a songwriter I have plenty of notebooks going so I wanted to use this one for something else. That's when I came up with the idea for the bit book. It's like a quickly thrown together, smaller version of a scrapbook. The best part is anyone can do it!

Using double-sided tape, or whatever was handy, I started making my piles of scraps smaller. There's not really a ton of order other than it all happened about the same year. Here are some pages from my first bit book.

This is a bunch of stuff that was in my wallet when I washed it once. This page is mostly connected to my friend, Garrett. That's him in the picture.

My horoscope, a positive message on a candy wrapper, calling cards that kept me in touch with family while living in a van. This page is mostly from my first year living in western north carolina.

A great show and some contact info.

A high school id card from 1996, pic of fam, tickets from the high museum and various bits. 






Here's one of my latest. Not quite full, but already gathering its share of bits. Another drawer available for something other than junk. I had a couple of hours on a day off and made this book. Until now all of my bit books have been journals with blank pages. A very elementary design, long pages folded in half and secured with a couple holes and some hemp. The cover is a thinker card stock. The girl is off of an old map of Alabama. Here's the cool thing: you are going to be covering these pages with bits so the paper doesn't have to be new or plain. Most of my pages are recycled materials.  I just place items over bad spots.


Here are some other things you can use or start hanging on to for your future bit book:
postcards (new ones sent to you or vintage ones bought by you), ticket stubs (from concerts, movies, events), old id cards, receipts, notes, things jotted down in a hurry, stickers, business cards, invites, cards, maps, news paper or magazine clippings.


These make great coffee table books!!


Still scared to get creative?  I have started making these little books with blank pages ready for you to fill up. They are $24 and I'll throw in some double-sided tape and a list of ideas. Requests can be made at usedmuses@gmail.com

 



Sunday, November 6, 2011

Quietly Waiting

The morning came and I was ready. No alarm clock today. No concern for the time change. A day of much needed rest is here. Sitting in peace with my coffee and a doughnut that I don't really need. Happy to find that Thundercats re-runs still play. A piece of my childhood regained. Aj sleeps in. I hated seeing him sick, but it gave me a chance to be here for him. Aj has been my rock for the last year. I only hope that I can make him feel as loved and cared for as he has made me feel.

Dear God- Thank you for another day. Thank you for Your example of love. Thank you for this time, help me to use it wisely.  -So be it.



My only alert companion this morning, Katie!

Our Autumnal Backyard

Thursday, November 3, 2011

Mama's Notes - Part Six

For Part Six of this series I would like to share some of Mama's favorite quotes. These were all written down in the journal she was using in 2010. Enjoy!



"Life is no brief candle to me. It is a sort of splendid torch which I have got hold of for the moment and I want to make it burn as brightly as possible before handing it on to future generations."           -G.B.Shaw


"I was born to catch dragons in their dens and pick flowers. To tell tales and laugh away the morning. To drift and dream like a lazy stream and walk barefoot across sunshine days."               -James Kavanaugh

Wednesday, November 2, 2011

Mama's Notes - Part Five

Aug 31 2010
Was bitchin' bout doing the laundry one day
A friend called
"What cha doin'?"
I bitched about dirty clothes
"Where ya goin'?"
"To the laundry room!"
was my rude reply.

My friend pretty much wrote this prayer

Father God,
When I wanna moan about my chores, help me to be thankful.
-Thankful for a maytag when the laundry piles up
-Thankful for food when the dishes pile up
-Thankful for strength when the worries pile up
-Thankful for a job when the bills pile up
-Thankful for love when the sorrow piles up
-Thankful for patience when the anger piles up
-Thankful for tolerance when the stupid speak up
-for compassion when the needy cry out
-for composure when the bottom falls out
-for never-ending peace every time my little world falls away
Thankful for ALL things in all things!!

-Amen

SO BE IT
In Jesus' name.

I get by with a little help from my friend.



(This is part 5 of a series of handwritten notes left behind by my mama. Nothing has been changed. Enjoy!)