My mother-in-law gifted me a tote of Ma Ginger’s yarn last week. Most of it dates back 15 or 20 years, in every shade of the rainbow. The pile was a remembrance of the afghans she and Aunt Belle used to crochet by the dozens.
Age and dementia has stolen away her ability to make things, but it seemed appropriate to bring the yarn to life after so many years in storage. And being a few weeks before Christmas…hats for the all the little people it is!
I know I usually decry ‘how to’ tutorials on this blog, but recently I’ve been slightly obsessed with multi-media/collage art. Surprisingly, Pinterest has failed me when it comes to breaking down the steps of this type of creative thing.
Maybe an inability to take pictures is part of the artistic process – who knows! It inspired me to document what I did a few weeks ago, however. Some multi-media of my own!
So here you go…this is my experimentation with collage for a friend’s house warming present.
I used a mix of watercolours (for the sunflowers) and various acrylics to cover the old print and portions of the face and flowers.
I also wasn’t completely happy with the words in the background, so I cut out a new piece of paper that fit around the flower petals, rewrote the phrases, painted the paper white and then mod-podged it in place.
The bright black quote was written directly over everything with a fine point Sharpie. I practiced the spacing on a separate piece of paper, but honestly, the surest way to write crooked, is to over think it!
This is a different post than I usually pull together, but I hope it inspires you to do something creative today and not be afraid to make mistakes!
There are fond memories of this dresser, which we dragged back from an auction at 1:00 in the morning.
It is also less fortunately, the dresser with cigarette burns and rat nibbles.
So we worked together to make it usable, which is an adventure in itself.
Because if there are two people who approach projects in a more entirely different way than Wesley and I…please, please raise your hands.
I now have a complex about my painting.
Wesley was forced to finish his part while sleep deprived from work.
In many ways, this dresser confirmed more than just my love for the colour blue.
It taught me that Wesley and I can both be difficult people.
That we are also pretty good at getting over it.
And that if we can love each other while completing a project
…the future is bright.
I promised people I would blog about everyday more, and meanderings less…so here I am with the most ordinary of pictures.
A messy apartment. A stubborn Ubox door. Unloading boxes four days before Christmas. A lot of finishing nails. Eating out more than we should.
Don’t look twice, nothing glamorous here! Just a couple of happy campers and some sunshine. ❤
2 x 4 + saw (canvas drop cloth + staple x 240) fingers/paint/plastic knife (tissue paper + twigs) grapefruit beer + black flies x modpodge on chin = painting
I have several things to say about pallet wood and ‘Pinterest things’.
First, I love them both dearly.
Second, my father, sis-in-law and I are so late to the pallet bandwagon that it is no longer cool, but pretty much crafting status quo.
Third, we don’t really care.
And fourth, I’ve been thinking lately about identifying what I actually like, rather than trying to like things I don’t. Truth is, I will never be a blogger who likes to write tutorials.
So no tutorials there will be.