Thursday, April 05, 2007


Card with inchies and stamp image: I believe that's what the image is called anyway. I changed a black and white scanned picture to the image you see on the card. I just did it on word and then transferred it to the photo paint program I use to change to jpg image. It was quite simple actually. I love how it turned out and will be playing with more of these images.
The inchies are the ones I'd started a time back. I trimmed with fabulous gelly roll gold pens from Sakura which I'd received from artsy Fran when I was so fortunate to be chosen for the give-away she did. I especially love these "gold shadow" gelly rolls. I also did some trimming on the card.
I added some text to the inchies from an old book I have. I really like doing the inchies. I have to get cracking on the ones for the swap I signed for at clothpaperstudio yahoo group. I haven't forgotten, just a little caught up in life lately. Thank goodness I have the creative vent to help me through the life challenges.
Angels be with you.

Tuesday, April 03, 2007



March Journal Quilt: Once again I am late in completing my monthly journal quilt for the cloth paper scissors (CPS) journal quilts group to which I belong. But I did complete it. Click on the pictures to get a better view of the actual journal quilt and the typed words that go with it.
There is a link to William Henry here.

Angels be with you

Monday, April 02, 2007





Needle felting and studio ready for supplies: My room is nearly ready. The photos show part of the humungous table on which I will mostly try to organize many of my supplies for doing mixed media and all the other play I do and intend to do. There is still a bed which has supplies on and some shelves that are not really organized. However, it is a huge difference. The floor is totally cleared off. Previously you could hardly move in this space. It was so full of stuff. Now I can hardly believe the transformation. The table is a bit rough as it's been stored in the garage for many years. I don't remember if it has ever been inside the house. It will be perfect for my play space. Sometime I might sand it and paint it or put something on to cover it but that will be down the road. The floor - I would really like to tear out the old musty carpet but I know that the best is for it to stay now as it is a cement floor and I don't have the resources to redo it - now. It will get a good cleaning, probably next week.
The whole idea of my very own space has not really sunk in yet. I need to start clearing out all the supplies from the living room and hallway and the larger room downstairs. Once they've a spot in "my space" and the rest of the house is more back to normal I'll be able to do my little dance.
The walls were all brown paneling when we first bought the house but I'm pleased that we painted and papered. The room is bright and cheery. I'll share more as I start to really feel what the space is about. Until then I'll share this first felted piece which I punched out Friday night after returning from Saskatoon. It is not actually attached to the pink paper background. I'm not certain what I will do with it. I'll let you know sometime down the road.
Angels be with you.
Where I am. I am fine, absolutely fine. For some reason I thought of "March", which I wrote three years ago - possibly because there is a cold norwester blowing on an already cold April day, and because we have begun Holy week and because I saw Naomi a few days ago. It is difficult afterwards for a few days after self-regulatory therapy.

Please accept my apologies for my lack of e-mails, comments and replies to your comments the last few days. I am thinking of you and will be in touch as soon as I am able.

See March here but please know that I am fine, absolutely fine.

Sunday, April 01, 2007

"There will always be dreams grander or humbler than your own, but there will never be a dream exactly like your own... for you are unique and more wondrous than you know!"

Linda Staten


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