This is the first notebook I made. For myself of course. And, yep, the awkward island warrior princess is me. It's a long story I don't want to go into. Anyways, it's not that interesting.
The whole typewriting on muslin cloth originated from a green clothing line I created a year ago. I called it Wearcyclables. I made 8 dresses and 4 tops to get the line going but then I couldn't part with the clothes so I ended up not selling them. Now, they're somewhere in the junk that is called my closet.
Thing is I get these hypomanic episodes of creativity where I get epiphanies of starting something that I end up not pursuing after I've proven to myself that I could translate the ideas into tangible things.
I've always likes doing things with my hands. The satisfaction that comes from the process of creating gets me by/off (whichever you think is appropriate). I never really create to make money. Selling these notebooks is another way to test myself of some issues I'm trying to come to terms with. Yeah, I got lots of issues. I'm retarded. That's another reason why I like to waste time making stuff, it's a form of therapy.
