Ouch!!! There is an error in the post you received this morning! The correct link to the new home page is here. My apologies. Hope to see you over there.
Now that the archives have been moved over to my new home, I’ll be blogging from there exclusively, effectively immediately. If you’d like to continue following photos and words all about my pursuit of an artful life, please hop on over, read today’s post, and subscribe anew. And, thank you for following MyArtfulLife — it’s been a pleasure having you here.
I hope you won’t consider it too far to travel (too many clicks to get there?!), but MyArtfulLife is spreading her wings and moving over here. There’s more to do yet, like wrangling the archives from this site and transferring the files to the new place, but there’s a fresh post ready and waiting. The subscription sign-up form is up and running, and I decided there is no time like the present to invite you in.
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Sorry for the misfire. I was trying to reblog this post from a terrific blog run by a group of writers. If you’re writing something – anything – with dreams of sharing it with the world some day, you’ll want to click the link and see what my friend Wendy has to say.
See that book title, “WordPress 3”? Now that I’ve invested in some new real estate — virtual, that is — I’m putting my DIY inclinations to work. Learning how to maneuver in the backend of a privately hosted WordPress site is a little trickier than expected, but I’m making progress. As soon as the floors are swept and the pillows are fluffed I’ll let you know the address so that you can come on over and have a look-see.
On a more immediate front, I played with some older photography in my favorite-but-about-to-disappear-forever online photo application, picnik, and made a stack of cards for my Thank You Project.
It’s been fun sending them out.
The beauty of the software from the folks at Blurb is that you don’t have to know how to write code, or even have a background in layout design, to join in the immediate gratification of bookmaking. My experience with print production goes back to my early twenties, when I learned how to set type on keyboards that evolved into desktop publishing computers. Bottom line, I love typography and I love the process of assembling images and words into books. Eating Clean was my first formal bookmaking project, but that was in 2002, before the wide popularity of print-on-demand, not to mention digital book formats. There are no wholesale rates for the books made on Blurb, but if you’re not interested in the expense of inventory and relinquishing storage space to boxes of books-that-are-yet-unsold, the 1-by-1 pricing might just work for you. For now, that suits me just fine. I can keep playing and doing, which is where the joy in POD is for me. Have you tried an online POD bookmaking service? Love to hear about it and hear your thoughts.
I took a stand yesterday. It wasn’t comfortable but it was necessary. Patty Perfect — that would be my very lively inner critic — was harping in my mind’s ear, but instead of giving in, I ignored her. In a single bold move to rescue my gasping-for-breath creativity, I barred myself from logging in to work-related email and gave myself the gift of time. What to do? Play with the oh-so-fun online bookmaking application, blurb, and my collection of Nantucket Island photos.
I love writing, drawing or doodling on graph paper, so this was my paper of choice for the notebook’s blank pages. Eighteen summertime captures of favorite island nooks and krannies are staggered throughout 104 pages.
Time evaporated as eight hours flew by. Bliss reigned; I reviewed dozens of photo files, cropped, and tested selections. Utterly joyful.
The learning curve for Blurb’s bookmaking software is fairly easy to overcome. There are lots of formatting choices: ebook, softcover, hardcover, hardcover with wrapped image book jacket. The menu of sizes has something for everyone. Curious? Click the graphic above and browse the results of my day.