A Mini Scrapbook is such a pleasure to make but, for me, virtually impossible to put to use. An inordinate amount of time is spent, choosing the right papiers and embellishments then placing them on the page in a way that makes everything come alive.
A really good "mini" will stand alone as a piece of artwork, without the interruption of photographs.
So it is with some trepidation that I hand one over to Sally Cakes to decorate (deface) with suitable photographs.
Ridiculous really. It was always intended to be used as a gift for one of her friends.
I often wonder if there are others out there who create projects upon request only to find that they have "commissioner's regret" once the item is finished.
A certain amount of detachment is required. Perhaps that is why surgeons and specialists appear to have such a cold bedside manner. Once their work is completed, they no longer have any connection with the patient; no use investing any effort into creating a bond with their patients.
Most of us are defined by our nature. Mine being emotional and soft-hearted. Even becoming attached to inanimate objects . . . .
I can report that Miss Cakes' friend was overwhelmed with her Mini Book. Such a gratifying feeling and one that makes the whole process worthwhile.