This past weekend found me and my fourteen-year-old without any males in the house so we did what most moms and daughters do on solo girls' weekends: we shopped, saw a concert (Crowded House!) and took pictures of each other.
I took this of Aidan:
And she took this of me:
(I used a Totally Rad Action on both photos, Pool Party, for inquiring minds that need to know.)
Even though the shot of Aidan is adorable, I think the shot of me is just plain cool. Her framing is better. Her focus is sharper. Her personal style stamp is stronger. The kid's got some mad photog skillz. True that.
With all that lovely open space in the frame, I decided to make a simple layout to mark some of the progress I feel I'm making this year in my life. The page looks a bit like this:
Cardstock, patterned paper, a photo, and a simple text box with an outline.
Every time I sit down to make a page, a funny thing happens. They all turn out like this. A few papers, a photo, some words and nary an embellishment to be seen. And every time I do these pages, I'm reminded of exactly what it is I love about scrapbooking: I get tell a simple story in a way that feels right to me.
THE JOURNALING READS:
In my 44th year, I’m making progress. Progress in how I move and eat and how I think about moving and eating. Progress in how I relate to the people that I love. Progress in how to try and live a better life. Who says this old dog isn’t learning anything new?
God knows I try to come up with new things all the time in the realm of scrapbooking. I really do. The thing is, I don't usually succeed. Then, I fall back on the basics that have made my hobby easy, fun and ultimately stress free.
I'm going to start remembering my whole "thou shalt not reinvent wheel" philosophy a little more often.
A reminder for me to get back to the basics and feel the love.