You'd think I'd be scrapping constantly given the amount of rad product I'm always surrounded by. Every time we get new stuff in I am swirled up in desire-guilt-creativity-lust-exhaustion... I love seeing-touching-mixing. Truth be told, I get quite a bit of satisfaction from the seeing-touching-mixing bit... but I feel far more accomplished from actually finishing things...
...I bet you know the feeling of sorting-coordinating-loving-reminiscing... then standing over your scrap-table with a blank stare and deciding maybe it'd be easier to start dinner-laundry-dishes. Once I finally do get started I can pull an all-nighter, it's the starting that gets me.
But I did force myself to start...
I'm learning to stop talking myself into changing my style-scrapping faster-using stuff that doesn't speak to me, and just letting it roll...
I've realized I have a pretty solid style. There are some really amazing scrappers out there, and I often print out there stuff and take it to the table to draw inspiration from it... but then, it always just looks like mine... I haven't decided if I'm unteachable or if having a "style" of my own is a good thing. I think I'll go with the later and stop fighting it. It would just be nice to see something new from myself once in a while, know what I mean?
Blah, Blah, Blah...
I'm gonna go scrap...
(by the way, I used Basic Grey "Eerie" line on the layout above... I have a halcyonic relationship with my x-acto knife, so cutting out the tree was a-okay with me. The border under the title is made of fragments from border rub-ons... love that look on this page. I also use the Martha Stewart Notebook border punch at every available opportunity)
