Being a student sucks. When I have a job that actually pays me money, I'm gonna rent TWO rooms and use one for crafts/books AND IT'S GONNA BE SICK.
Anyway, this started because I spend a while today reorganising my unmounted stamps, they are now in trading card binder sheets in my old ATC binder. Check this shit out:
I would feel accomplished, except I only did this to avoid working on my essay which was due last thursday. Ditto this blog post.
Recently I decided I wanted to have an art journal, so I ...have one...now...
Here's a page from it:
Printed image I got from a swap, buttons I cut off a shirt then spray-painted.
In retrospect, I should probably have chosen a book that wasn't lined. But whatevs, I'll make do. I have my sketchbook for flat stuff anyway? Which is unlined. I'm not entirely sure how I'm going to differentiate my sketchbook and art journal. So far, art journal is random crap I like that I've done random crap with, and sketchbook is sketches. So far, so good.