Book Of Days-Is This Art?

I do journal in my Book of Days

after making a page, I 

usually just don't 

post a pic, due to the

personal nature of my writing.

Here's two pics to prove it:

Some of it I blurred out.

I really had a hard time

finding a pen to write over 

all the texture on the 

fear flower page. I think I

ended up using a Pitt brush

marker. not quite sure.

So The Universe provides.

So, I've been playing

around with my blog. In bed.

God bless the lap top. 

What do you think so far?

I couldn't change it back 

if I tried. It took hours

and hours to get to this point.

Opinions?

Moving on to....

Effy's Book of Days.

Our prompt for this spread was

becoming comfortable where 

your are in your skill level,

not comparing yourself to others,

embracing the need to just keep

making art, even if it's not 

"good" even if it doesn't feel 

"right" or "your style". 

Just keep doing it. You have to 

make a lot of art before your 

style reveals itself to you. 

This video by Ira Glass tells all:

I began with a partially gesso'd
out spread from my Book of Days,
which is an upcycled 2004
Art Journal Calendar from
Somerset Studios. I could
never throw it away due to the
gorgeous collages within, but
for this project I was able to
gesso through the book, leave some
elements that spoke to me and white out the others. It's been
really interesting how the images 
I retained without any prior 
knowledge about the upcoming 
prompts have been so perfect
for the subjects that come up.
blah blah blah.
Time for pics, no??

I really liked the horoscope 
circle thing this page had going
for it. My first thought about this page and combining it with the subject, is that I feel splintered like pieces of a pie,
when it comes to knowing what 
my "style" is. 
My wheels started turning.
I painted the gesso'd out rectangle with silver dab on paint.I was thinking of a mirror or reflection of my style symbolism....

Brayered on some color,
thought I would lay down a stencil
inside my pie shape...not really
sure where I was going....
I purchased this stencil a while ago. I assume every artist questions whether or not their work is "art".

I don't like how the flower stencil looks. I'm not feeling it or the silver paint.

I'm liking the spread below for the This is Art, This is not Art,
bits, but really nothing else appeals to me. 

Since I've been living in bed
for the last four weeks, I have paper everywhere. A little less than two years ago I decided not to use anyone elses art in my art.
So I have lots of copies of my own
work that I use as collage
elements. 
Oh, I do use copyright free vintage images, and images of  vintage fine art...but I don't buy
collage sheets anymore. 

So I see this pile and I think slices. They are all slices of my style as its evolved. I cut them up to make pie shapes and represent all the parts of me.
On the outside ring, I've written names of artists that inspire me,
or I've taken workshops with.

I do use junk mail in my art.
The lady's face was from a 
house cleaning brochure. 
Her red hair and green eyes match me as does her look of horror. 
teehee.

The underlining is white-out
correction tape. I've journaled
about my feelings on style below.
and separated the days of the 
week for future journalling 
with a question mark stamp.
I am having a really hard time
writing over top all these layers.
So far no pen is "the one".

Here is my finished spread.

Thanks for looking.
And thank you to 
The Sisterhood Of The Book
for giving me something to 
look forward to. 
In Bed.
xoS