Monday, December 22, 2008
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Monday, December 15, 2008
Friday, December 12, 2008
Quick and easy ~ perfect for last minute wrap-ups when you've run out of tags. Also consider using pieces of the gift wrap to make the "boxes" ~ matchy, matchy, that's for me!
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
I found this on youTube today - looking for quick Christmas gift ideas for teachers and friends. I've seen the "reindeer food" version before - but I love the snowman soup. This video uses Stampin' Up products (I used to demo for them, too) but you could use any snowflake or snowman stamps with your own cardstock. Also, vintage imagery would be great as well. For the labels that say "freeze dried snowballs" you could print a label by hand to match, or use print your own label sheet on the computer. This looks so fast and easy - it would be a great project for kids to make. Super idea. I mean, there's chocolate in it right? Off to check my pantry for some freeze dried snowballs!
1 package hot chocolate mix
1-2 Hershey Kisses
1 mini candy cane or cinnamon stick
Place in a small ziplock bag or in a new mug - or follow the instructions below.
Attach this poem:
"Was told you've been real good this year.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Sunday, November 9, 2008
I love this image - I've always called it "Joanie on Holiday". My dear mother-in-law Joan lives in Mijas Pueblo, Spain. She has suffered a stroke and seizure over the past weekend and is in hospital in Malaga. Feel free to copy and create something wonderful with this image. If you like what you've created, please share it with me so I can send it to Joanie. hugs and thanks ♥
Thursday, November 6, 2008
Happy Stamping! I'm off to practice my yakkity sax :)
Monday, November 3, 2008
While I was mulling over whether or not I had any skills or chops left, searching on the internet led me to an intriguing website and forum: http://www.petethomas.co.uk/ and it's companion http://www.breakfastroom.co.uk/. After lurking in the forum group for a month or so, devouring all the posts about technical strides in mouthpieces, reeds, ligatures and which saxophones were considered the best - I've just posted my intro. Both are a fabulous resource for all things Saxophone. It was encouraging and inspiring to read the posts from men and women, younger and older and in between, who have been playing the sax for years and those at every age just beginning to play. Thanks, Pete ♥. Who is Pete Thomas? - click above and find out for yourself - and don't forget to check out his shopping links...Pete donates proceeds from sales to APEC, Leukaemia Busters and IMC Burma Cyclone Appeal.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Happy Halloween! I dug in my box of unused rubber - and found this little cutie in my stash of old PSX. She's stamped in black permanent ink and colored in with Berol prismacolor pencils. I found a little bag of "collage" odds and ends and found this little kraft colored speckled oval - kind of looks like a cracker I think. Distressed it and sponged on some Antique Brown and pumpkin colored ink. The background paper was sent to me by my sister-in-law, I don't know who it's from - but I LOVE it. If you know, please comment so I can buy some more and give credit. Everything else is pretty self-explanatory, layered with mounting tape and then layered on the cardstock......and speaking of Trick or Treat, don't forget to register for the "blog candy" - Stampland's new instructional dvd with lots of goodies from Darlene's duster demos - (Eclipse tape, dusters, and an assortment of unmounted and mounted stamps along with a brand-new sealed dvd!) Who needs more candy corn anyway?
Saturday, September 27, 2008
Friday, September 26, 2008
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Friday, September 5, 2008
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Sunday, August 17, 2008
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
I wanted to share some of the recent photos I took (check out the slide show)- however, I think the blue hydrangea would be beautiful to use as a collage background....hint hint.....just my little tribute to a short, wet, but exquisitely colorful summer...
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
This YouTube link is worth clicking on! A guided tour of the Abracadada Rubber Stamp Museum from it's curator, William "Picasso" Gaglione. Founder of the original Stamp Francisco and now Stampland with his lovely wife, Darlene Domel, Picasso is extremely active in correspondence art.
My daughter and I were lucky enough to catch up with Picasso and Darlene in New York City this past June for a special exhibition, "Mapping Correspondence" at the Center for the Book Arts. http://www.centerforbookarts.org (look in the exhibit archives for Spring 2008 and check out the Flikr photos)
If you are interested in the history of rubber stamps, or just rubber stamps in general, check out this vintage video of the Abracadada Rubber Stamp Museum.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Make fishing fashionable...
Friday, May 16, 2008
It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, the way one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone and ask to be taken to the store. Inside I'm thinking, "Can't you see I'm on the phone?" Obviously not; no one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping the floor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can see me at all. I'm invisible. The Invisible Mom.
Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more: Can you fix this? Can you tie this? Can you open this? Can you wipe me? Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask, "What time is it?" I'm a satellite guide to answer, "What number is the Disney Channel?" I'm a car to order "Right around 5:30, please." I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the eyes that studied history and the mind that graduated summa cum laude - but now they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again. She's going, she's going, she's gone!
One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a friend from England. Janice had just got back from a fabulous trip, and she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there, looking around at the others all put together so well. It was hard not to compare and feel sorry for myself as I looked down at my out-of-style dress; it was the only thing I could find that was clean. My unwashed hair was pulled up in a hair clip and I was afraid I could actually smell peanut butter in it. I was feeling pretty pathetic, when Janice turned to me with a beautifully wrapped package, and said, "I brought you this." It was a book on the great cathedrals of Europe. I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until I read her inscription: "To Carol, with admiration for the greatness of what you are building when no one sees."
In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book. And I would discover what would become for me, life changing truths after which I could pattern my daily work: No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of their names. These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see finished. They made great sacrifices and expected no credit. The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God saw everything. A legendary story in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, "Why are you spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be covered by the roof? No one will ever see it." And the workman replied, "Because God sees."
At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction.But it is not a disease that is erasing my life. It is the cure for the disease of my own self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride. I keep the right perspective when I see myself as a great building. As one of the people who show up at a job that they will never see finished. to work on something that their name will never be on. The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to sacrifice to that degree.
When I really think about it, I don't want my son/daughter to tell the friends they are bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, "My Mom gets up at 4 in the morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a turkey for three hours and presses all the linens for the table." That would mean I'd built a shrine or a monument to myself. I just want them to come home. And then, if there is anything more to say to their friends, to add, "You're gonna love it there."
As mothers, sisters, daughters, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we're doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel, not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the world by the sacrifices of invisible women......
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
dreaming of spring........
Wednesday, April 9, 2008
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Sunday, April 6, 2008
Monday, March 31, 2008
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
There is something sacred and simple about one-dimensional art. In the old days (yes the 1990s are now my "old days"...my weapons of choice were grey rubber brayers from Picasso and Darlene, one of their hand dyed rainbow pads, cover up and correction tape, a true black prismacolor pencil, black/brown ink pad of my own mixing....a newsprint pad and a handful of inked up, dirty, but much loved rubber stamps.....SIGH....
I may not be able to get the entire house clean, finish a home repair project,get the yard work done, or see any results of my many "Mom" hours.....but if I take a few minutes for myself at the end of the day.....I can stamp - I can feel that sweet sense of task completion - and return rejuvenated to my unfinished life business with a secret smile of satisfaction. I know that I will not be able to resist returning to the creative and satisfying experience of creating something I love with a rubber stamp. Yes, an obsession, an addiction....but I just can't stop myself and don't know if I ever want to be cured.
I'm jonesin' for some old school stamping.....