This past Spring Break, the fam flew to Seattle for a week. I always ponder creative ways to record memories in my journals.
Anytime I travel, I always bring my stash of art supplies: scissors, glue stick, pens, markers, watercolor pencils as I never know what I will need to cut, glue or paint.
On this particular trip, however, I left a major portion of my stash as home (oops), and I was in need of one very important tool... ink.
During some fascinating mind twist and turns trying to problem (yes I could go to the store, but that's to easy), I had an epiphany. Ink had to be made somehow. I COULD MAKE MY OWN INK!
WHAT? Of course I could make my own ink. People did hundreds of years ago.
I threw myself down the rabbit hole of GOOGLE, and quickly learned I needed a pigment, a preservative, and a binder (which I quickly released I wouldn't have on hand on this trip), but also learned I only needed a pigment if I were to make a water color.
Pigment can come from anywhere- specifically if I focused on natural pigments- plants, fruits, rocks, soil, burnt bark, etc.
And hence my adventures in memory ink began. I collected items- rocks, lunch scraps, plants and made a watercolor out of them and then painted the hell with them.
