While going through some of my old things, I found this handmade book I made back in college. Man did it bring back some memories. It was a very personal piece, I guess it still is. But seeing this again, made me remember the creativity I once felt--the feeling that I could really make something and the freedom of it. I made this in a pinhole photography class, the photographs are of toy horses, the larger one I've had since I was a child. The prints are cyanotype, a beautiful blue print. The papers are handmade and everything is hand-stitched, there's pieces of fabric incorporated also. I do miss having the space and resources to do things like this--make my own paper, access to a darkroom. Just a bit more inspiration for myself--I have been really dragging on this new painting--feeling very unmotivated and time is ticking away. So these sparks of inspirations I'm finding are really helping me clear my creative block.