Yeah, I am of the few to whom the scrap shortage.
Since I distanced myself about my art, my head is stock but the fingers lazily.
I TO-THE-TA-TION disconnected from reality and yet scrap .....
With Rose Moka, although I love them, I mean "traitor" cropper of other papers, yet they fit together so well with everything that is on the market. And yet ....
For fun, I run a few workshops at the Scrap Hell (which is 2 CPAS at me) ... I return to this place then any rekindled, with time, I look at my work table and the craving passes ....
J'me'm allowed to be this summer, DT invited to a shop ... no, I'm back for a dear friend, Chantal. The small flame was rekindled, this time with 3 short months when, with the pressure that came with it was fun to create new things ... Then in September, Niet, nada, nothing .... More challenging, more exciting ... Because I have to accept that without constraint, I get nowhere. The contest is not telling me anything, make me feel outdated and OUT .... and yet ... Given his insistence
very discreetly in nearly a year, I decided to think of me, and re-enter. Slowly, my fingers the Poor paralyzed by the lack of scrap and practice resumed with vigor, my head will give it their heart and I can take my place alongside my friends ...
So now, here I am, therefore, for the first time in 3 years now, designer for a boutique ... The Art of Scrapbooking!
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