I haven't posted anything in a few days but I've managed to make 4 simple Christmas cards. I had one sheet of navy blue suede paper that you would have to feel to appreciate. It's a soft and luxurious piece of paper. I cut four pieces at: 4" X 5 1/4" to top the 4 1/4" X 5 1/2" base card.
I love navy with silver so I gathered my collection of peel off and outline stickers in silver along with MS snowflake punches and white glitter paper scraps. The bottom right card is covered with tiny little "inny pieces" from the peel off stickers. It reminds me of a starry night. Can you image picking all those little pieces up with a straight pin and placing them on a card. I don't know...sometimes I just can't believe how easily I'm entertained. I actually found it to be relaxing. Now here's the thing - I like these cards and think they have a formal feel - but I consider them elementary level hand made cards. Impersonal - peel and stick. Maybe it's because they were so easy - that I was compelled to apply all the tiny little "inny pieces".
What do you think about peel and stick cards? How about card kits - do you enjoy working with designers versions?
Now this is what has kept me busy. . . preparations for making over 50 handmade cards. First I drew this Santa, colored him with Prisma pencils then scanned him so I could reproduce smaller copies. After cutting out several smaller versions by hand I used white puff paint on his beard to add dimension. I've been drawing this Santa since I was a teenager so my family will recognize that I drew him making it more personal. I look forward to designing many different cards and sharing them on my blog. Hopefully I will find a challenge or two that will work with my creations.
Until next time, thanks for visiting. Have a Happy Thanksgiving . . .
I'm living in gratitude for all our creature comforts, our freedom, the time and space to create, and so much more. Carole ;)
The end of childhood is when things cease to astonish us. When the world seems familiar, when one has got used to existence, one has become an adult. ~Eugene Ionesco