Every week I'll be showing a page from my Sketchbook Project moleskin during the process, with a technique tip, and the finished page. Two challenges I have for this project is one: use as little paint as possible, two: no magazine images.
Page Two:
First: I taped down a page from my fairy tale book and cut off the edges to help it fit the page. One side was jagged from tearing it out of the book, so I covered it up with my current favorite roll of washi tape!
Two: For the focal image I chose a landscape picture of a farm, and added a decorative embossed paper frame. (just bought a big kit of them! They're awesome!)
Three: I added my dotted line across the page, and then an idea hit me.
Four: I tried out, what I call, book poetry. It's when you cross out words and leave certain words visible to create a readable poem from the original page. Here are a few more examples of what I'm talking about. I've had it on my list of things to try since I first discovered altered books back in high school, but never got around to it. And let me tell you, it's hard! But gets easier as you keep going down the page. It's interesting to create a new story from another story just by taking out words. You really need to try this if you haven't already!
Five: And then I wrote my poem's title on the farm image. "The Witch's Garden"
Here's the poem:
far from the sheltering.
He fell to his knees to
handsful of the leaves, and he sobbed with relief.
"Why do you invade thus my garden, thief?" said a voice behind
him, and the sob in his cry
He had the witch. He knew because
the village knew that a witch in the garden
grew in the forest; sometimes when there was
the small house, and thus
someone there. up, hopelessly,
the precious leaves.
youth look for
lines of sorrow
white apron over the elbows,
my garden
came out; and shuddered
the ground so that
one hand seemed,
to lie
that burned the air;
daughter is...
pleading, holding
a sweet minty
face- "that might live."
moment, his heart
is a gate
and ask
what you need.
I was afraid, and silence fell.
the child? at last
Hope flooded and made him tremble. "It is a
fever, and there is almost often now she
know us."
The witch turned away and walked several steps
It's quirky at some times, because I wanted to work by stream of consciousness and tried not to think too carefully about the words that I was deleting. But I like it. For all of it's strangeness. Are you going to try this?
Hope you guys have a great weekend!
♥
Natty
Two: For the focal image I chose a landscape picture of a farm, and added a decorative embossed paper frame. (just bought a big kit of them! They're awesome!)
Three: I added my dotted line across the page, and then an idea hit me.
Four: I tried out, what I call, book poetry. It's when you cross out words and leave certain words visible to create a readable poem from the original page. Here are a few more examples of what I'm talking about. I've had it on my list of things to try since I first discovered altered books back in high school, but never got around to it. And let me tell you, it's hard! But gets easier as you keep going down the page. It's interesting to create a new story from another story just by taking out words. You really need to try this if you haven't already!
Five: And then I wrote my poem's title on the farm image. "The Witch's Garden"
Here's the poem:
far from the sheltering.
He fell to his knees to
handsful of the leaves, and he sobbed with relief.
"Why do you invade thus my garden, thief?" said a voice behind
him, and the sob in his cry
He had the witch. He knew because
the village knew that a witch in the garden
grew in the forest; sometimes when there was
the small house, and thus
someone there. up, hopelessly,
the precious leaves.
youth look for
lines of sorrow
white apron over the elbows,
my garden
came out; and shuddered
the ground so that
one hand seemed,
to lie
that burned the air;
daughter is...
pleading, holding
a sweet minty
face- "that might live."
moment, his heart
is a gate
and ask
what you need.
I was afraid, and silence fell.
the child? at last
Hope flooded and made him tremble. "It is a
fever, and there is almost often now she
know us."
The witch turned away and walked several steps
It's quirky at some times, because I wanted to work by stream of consciousness and tried not to think too carefully about the words that I was deleting. But I like it. For all of it's strangeness. Are you going to try this?
Hope you guys have a great weekend!
♥
Natty
6 lovelies:
love this and I've wanted to try this myself.. u've inspired me! where did u get the frames? I'm looking for some of those too! hugs
That's an amazing idea! Doubt I'll get as equally good results. My attention span is rather limited right now so I doubt I'll manage poetry very well. Those frames look handy. Are they expensive?
I got the frames from Hobby Lobby, they're just paper embossed frames, so their not expensive at all ($5 for 40 frames). K & Company made them and they came in a 10-page booklet full of different designs! Very handy!
awesome, thks Natty!
I blogged about ya,
http://alifeunrehearsed2.blogspot.com/2011/09/mail-from-friend.html
Very cool approach to a page, Natty...I think of this approach to writing as a version of "found poetry," though I guess it could just as easily be "found prose."
awesome idea! I might use this for making christmas cards this year :)
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