So I followed a link on Facebook the other day and found myself joining another Zentangle oriented group called Zentangle All Around. It has a lot of people doing ZIA’s and they seemed a friendly bunch so I decided to join.
Zentangle All Around is open to anyone who is interested and will follow the rules. We are committed to the exploration of tangle art and its components in a safe and inspirational environment. Basically play nice, be supportive and encouraging of each other, or it’s on the road you will go.
I liked the no nonsense approach and I’ve not been disappointed, enjoying reading the posts and seeing the work. Within a couple of days of joining, one of the Admins put up a sort of competition where she offered things from her Etsy shop, I think, to anyone who wrote a comment saying which one they would like. In for a penny, in for a pound, I told her I’d love one of the hand made journals. It was all names into a hat so I had no expectations but, while we were in Spain, I got a notification saying I’d won one. I was thrilled out of all proportion to the importance of the event because I never win things, so I was happy as a lark.
I mentioned last time about our less than perfect experience coming home from that trip, but to find a note through the door saying Royal Mail had been unable to deliver a parcel cheered me up no end and they re-delivered the following day. It’s a postcard size journal, ring bound, made up of all sorts of paper and card and I couldn’t wait to get started.
The trouble was, I’ve tried journals before and I give up very quickly. I think it’s because, in the past, I’ve treated them as a sort of diary, you know, “what I did today…”. The truth is, what I do today isn’t usually worth recording. I started one a couple of years ago to record my Zentangle “journey” and gave up to avoid dying of embarrassment. I had been writing as though my teacher from junior school would be reading it, all full of good intentions and nicey nicey. In case you haven’t guessed, that is NOT me. Hence, I gave up.
You may remember, however, that I did the Little summer Project with the Facebook group Zentangle: Tangled and Journaled Too, which is now, alas, extinct. Over the twelve weeks of July/August/September we did something for a prompt every day, which was both exhilarating and infuriating in about equal measure. But the point is, I did it. So I can do it, if I get the attitude right. (Now where have I heard that before? )
The new journal, therefore, has begun. Very little writing unless I feel like it and no set routine for what or when I use it. In fact, I showed a couple of the pages in a recent post and have done another since then. I’m trying to remember to date each entry and that is one of the two rules. The other is, no matter how bad it is, it stays in. Going fine so far. We’ll see.
The page here being March, I think I’d like to do one for each month, with different styles of lettering each time. there I go again, making rules for myself. Doh!
We had a Stitch and Bitch at my house the other day and there were seven of us sitting around the table making paper decorations based on a Dorian Eng tutorial I saw on You Tube. (Where would I be without You Tube?) If you are interested, here’s where I found it. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S_K9ByDo-8Q&t=5s We didn’t tangle the card but used patterned paper in three sizes to make a sort of mobile. It was a lot of fun and everyone made a successful finished piece.
They now hang in my craft room window, at least for a while.
Two new-ish things tried and successful so far. All very positive.
So then we have the Diva Challenge due. Bring it on, Laura, bring it on…
And she didn’t disappoint. This week’d Challenge is to use the tangle pattern Verve, which is one of my all time favourites, I’ve used it for a string on bigger pieces but less often small scale, so when she said on her video that it made a good filler, I decided that’s where I would start.
I searched my new journal for a suitable page, couldn’t find one that shouted out to me so I thought, Dammit, Maggibee, just use the next page and make it work for you. So I did, and here it is. (I wish I’d done a “before” picture, sorry.)
So, having run out of Verve,but literally and figuratively, I’ll say a fond farewell and recommend, as always, that you be good-ish until we meet again.