Most of the images on this page were done as Packing Tape Transfers. I found the tutorial for the transfers on the Journal Artista Youtube channel. I thought I'd try a regular transfer before I used a stencil and it was so easy I got carried away. I've tried this before and had no success. I think the difference is that Paula suggested using warm water and that made all the different.
All the images are from the June 2014 issue of Oprah magazine. The images come from several different articles. The reason I began the page is because of the two ladies floating in the inner tubes having so much fun. They seem so happy and content with their age and their bodies. That is what I'm striving for in my life.
I'm not thin like they are but that's OK. I spent years on diets. I felt deprived and unhappy and guess what? I gained all those pounds I lost back several times. I am no longer trying to impress anyone with the way I look. I'm me and you either like me for who I am or you don't have to be part of my life. I will admit I could eat healthier. I'm not advocating being unhealthy at all. All I'm saying is that for me I've decided to be me and I'm short and pudgy. I'm not in the shape to climb a mountain or bike 10 miles. Guess what? Both of those things sound like NO fun at all to me. If I found my weight was stopping me from doing what I love I'd probably drop a few pounds and kept them off.
I love that quote by Margaret Atwood. I very seldom feel that age I am. I'll be 60 years old next month. My hair has grey in it. I earned everyone of my grey hairs. I don't mind them being grey... I just wish they weren't quite so wild. Oh well, they are what they are. My truth is I'm way more interested in Art Journaling and Collage than I am in my hair or my clothes. The best thing about 60 is that I'm a year closer to retirement when I can create all day every day if I want to. I plan on being the Eccentric Old Art Lady.. the one with paint in her hair wearing the odd clothes. Until then I have a day job to pay for my art supplies and Scooter's kibble and I create nights and weekends. I cannot begin to tell you how freeing it is to accept myself as I am at this moment.