I read a lot of books about art and I suppose coming across one like this was a matter of time. The author wrote this book without a thought to any kind of diversity. I can’t be mad that a book about fashion art is aimed at women, but it seems not to have occurred to the author that women of color might want to see themselves in their collages, or that whoever might want to put a bunch of different body shapes and skin tones in their work. The essential art how-to is fine, but the lack of inclusivity is off-putting. Then the author gets into this whole thing about her husband bringing her back newspapers in other languages from his mission trips overseas like these papers are hard to get in … Southern California? I love that this is a book by and for people who loved paper dolls. Paper dolls are awesome and cutting your own outfits for them is even more awesome. The white thin fashion bias loses points, and I’m trying not to get into the whole creepy missionary thing.