Art journal. Scrapbook. Catch All. Diary. Glue Book. Books. Happy Place. Why are we obsessed with naming and labeling things? Does everything have to fit into little compartments with clearly defined labels stuck to it? Does it matter? What do you call your book where you cut and paste things into? An inquiring reader wants to know.
I call my books my books or my art journals. "I'm going to work in my books." You either get it or you don't. To me, it's past art making. It's definitely on a whole different level than crafting (crafting to me means finding something to do to fill your time. This doesn't fill my time, it fills ME.) It's my place of sanctuary, my place to process and ruminate. It's my Church, my Temple, my forest, my quiet place all rolled into one.
Who am I doing it for? For me, honestly. It's my one place where I can be selfish in a healthy way. I make my books for me. Sure, I hope that my son will enjoy them but they're for me and they're for me RIGHT NOW. It's what keeps me happy, sane and present all at once.
What do you call what you do? Inquiring minds want to know.