18 December 2009
Love making these trees!
So, this is a sample of my latest venture. I spent all of November making canvas art. This is one of the four I made with the trees. I really enjoyed making the trees :o) They took forever but were a lot of fun and I love how they turned out. I twisted some scrap wire I snagged from the free table at work (isn't free great?!) to make the frame. I then chose a variety of colors of embroidery floss (my mom gave me a huge stash last summer). I took the floss apart and mixed the colors together. Then, I wove several pieces of the floss through the wire frame, letting the left-overs hang out the ends of the frame. Way fun!
For the bg, I painted a variety of blues, purples and silvers. I think sprinkled some ink crystals over the whole thing, spritzed it with water and stood it up on end to dry. I used a Fancy Pants stamp with brown, purple and silver paint in the corner and an old sparkly moon (for which I don't recall the origins).
Some old block letter stamps with black Archival ink followed up with tracing with a yellow paint pen and voila! A baby step in the direction of canvas art :o)
Next time I make a tree I'll try to remember to take photos while I'm making it :o) My descriptions aren't always the best.
Good, thanks
Often, when someone is asked how they are, they give a thoughtless answer of "Good, thanks". I used to think I was one of the few who gave honest responses. However, I now realize I was simply blessed with a wonderful life for many years. When my life took a turn for the worse, I started giving the thoughtless, casual response of "Good, thanks". I was far from doing good but didn't want to share my feelings with others so covered it all with a smile. I now understand that many others may also be covering a pain they don't have the desire to share with me.
I'm happy that for now I can honestly say, "Good, thanks". Shopping is almost done and I don't have to work for another 9 days! Yay!! Looking forward to a lot of crafting with Gwen and practicing some of the new techniques we saw on Tim Holtz' blog.
10 December 2009
December Prima Pick
How gorgeous are those flowers... and the precious birds...yumm! Head on over to Prima's blog for your chance to win :o)
09 December 2009
Old Random Poem
I found this poem on a scrap of paper from a couple of years ago. (I'm a wee bit of a pack-rat when it comes to anything I might use creatively). Some of it makes no sense to me now and I think altering it would change it too much so I've left it as I jotted it down. I also wrote the following thoughts about the poem:
Bad poem I know but as I lay in bed this morning the crows told me it was time to get up and it just made me smile. I was up late last night, caught in a creative moment. I was still very tired at 8 a.m. today. And here I was gazing out my window smiling at the very loud crows. Then I thought how old am I?! Why am I happy about being wakened earlier then I'd like? Because I can hear them to be awakened and see them fighting for the best spot in the morning sun. Not all are so lucky as me :o)
I'll gladly take the cawing crow
Singing to the sun.
Even when I'm snuggled up;
When my bed and I are one.
I'll take the bickering kids
Not sharing with their toys,
The taunting back and forth
Who's better? Girls or boys?
I'll take my screaming Mother
As she tells me how I'm wrong
It means she's still alive
To give me love the whole day long.
I sometimes see I'm angry
At little things in life.
And pull back to remember
How else those things could be.
I don't want to hear "shut up"
Cuz imagine if they did.
You'd also not year "I love you"
and giggles from within.
-Kelli
Bad poem I know but as I lay in bed this morning the crows told me it was time to get up and it just made me smile. I was up late last night, caught in a creative moment. I was still very tired at 8 a.m. today. And here I was gazing out my window smiling at the very loud crows. Then I thought how old am I?! Why am I happy about being wakened earlier then I'd like? Because I can hear them to be awakened and see them fighting for the best spot in the morning sun. Not all are so lucky as me :o)
I'll gladly take the cawing crow
Singing to the sun.
Even when I'm snuggled up;
When my bed and I are one.
I'll take the bickering kids
Not sharing with their toys,
The taunting back and forth
Who's better? Girls or boys?
I'll take my screaming Mother
As she tells me how I'm wrong
It means she's still alive
To give me love the whole day long.
I sometimes see I'm angry
At little things in life.
And pull back to remember
How else those things could be.
I don't want to hear "shut up"
Cuz imagine if they did.
You'd also not year "I love you"
and giggles from within.
-Kelli
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