So, I finished weaving this hatband last night, and twisted the fringe, and I just happened to toss it down on this sketchbook that I bought in San Gimignano last year, and thought, “Hmm. That looks good together. I could sew stuff all over this cover really easily.”

I found some boarding passes that I had stuck inside the book, with the idea that I’d make it into a scrapbook about our trip one day. And I wondered, why haven’t I done this?

I had picked up the book to show some classmates how easily we could construct a book for a class project. See, the linen strings just wrap around the spine.

Groups of pages are folded and inserted behind the strings. They are easily added and removed and changed around. What was I afraid of?

The butterbeans are in this picture just because I love butterbeans. Intensely.

I sat down right there and did a sketch of a photo of some cypresses at Spannocchia. I loved the way the shadows crossed the road. It parallels a lot with the inner work I am doing now with my shadow self.

I think that this is going to be my next tapestry. I haven’t woven a tapestry in years!

Oh, and have I mentioned that I am currently insanely obsessed with the idea of book-making? That I’ve bought a book about altered books and two issues of Cloth Paper Scissors? That I brought home a slew of sheet music and other books to recycle from the free section of Ed McKays? That I’ve bought basic quilting and sewing supplies?

Uh-huh.

(Crafting 365, Day 12)