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Some ideas are worth revisiting.  I started this blog saying I've never kept a journal in any sort of organized way... but just today I realized that I've ALWAYS kept an idea book... jottings of ideas that at the moment seem revolutionary.  Until a couple of weeks ago those idea books were black and white jottings with a sketch or set of measurements added here and there.  Idea: A+, Execution: C-

Why the low mark for execution?  Because I KNOW I'm a visual learner.  I know I like to look at pretty things.  My former version of an idea book, black and white and writing on one side of the page only was really not something I enjoyed looking at once the idea was jotted down.  So... the idea would get recorded and then... forgotten... which was pretty much what I was trying to avoid in the first place.

And now... Here is my NEW idea journal.  If you like the idea, here's what you need: blank book, black roller ball pen, pastels, markers, colored pencils.  I carry all these things with me, which is a little extra load, but I figure if I'm ever in an accident and can't remember who I am, one look in my bag will certainly jog my memory!

Here are the steps:
1. Write your ideas down with the black pen.  I like the uni-ball from Office Depot.
2.  Divide your ideas with cool shapes and lines.
3.  Later or immediately, whip out those pastels, markers, and pencils and get coloring.  Pastels are awesome because you can scribble all around and then rub with your fingers to blend it all together.

NOW... I have a book that I can't wait to re-visit!

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  1. I remember one day, years ago, we lost your black and white book at a Home Depot or Michael's. Remember that? These are beautiful! I'm fixin to start making one right now. Just promise your mama you won't EVER get into a car accident or forget who you are--my precious Daisy!

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