I figured there’s really no better way to kick off a New Year than to haul my I’ve-earned-this-ass down to my studio to pop off a couple of cards. When I craft, I don’t think. I’m tired of the doing of the thinking. So, I’m really hoping that whereas I’d really lost my creative mo-jo in 2015, it comes back ten-fold in 2016. I took an hour. I may just go back down in a bit and do some more. We’ll see. There’s an Indiana Jones movie marathon on right now and, well, Indiana. đ I prolly shoulda cleaned up…
I really had wanted to get some crafting done over this past weekend, but, given that Sunday I did a whopping SFA (sweet…f\m/k…all), and by “whopping SFA” I really mean, “I didn’t get out of my pajamas, shower or even put my contact lenses in and pretty sure I ate and went pee but really can’t remember.” because the world was my own little bubble for the day. Adjusting to new medications sucks bollocks. True story. Adjusting to three is downright riDONKulous. But, I really wanted to play around with this technique that I had a “Holy snickerdoodles, Batman!” moment…it’s…
Funny thing, hobbies…at what time, what TSN Turning Point, does it become an addiction, of the fun sort? As a scrapbooker/mixed media designer, I *get* the memes…all of them. đ My latest obsession has been, as I’ve mentioned/posted/retweeted/liked/etc before, has been the Cosmos. I’ve been afforded a spiritual, scientificky (totally a word) escapism that, at certain times, brings me to tears. The universe is a miraculous beauty whose vastness simply blows my feckin’ mind. Earlier this week we were afforded a very monumental opportunity to view the Moon, Mars and Venus, which my lovingly patient husband managed to assist me…
Today was absolutely, without question, a “Me.” day. Still needing to process…still hidey-hole-ing from most mainstream social media…still needing to soul-heal. My perspective, for what it’s worth, is solidly morphing into a very comfortable understanding of The Everything. I’m okay with that. Minus eleventy-billion outside. Again.  Once all of the younglings were off to school I fandagled myself a mocha-choco-vodka-valium-latte (no, not really…it was French Vanilla), got a fire going…and got my crafting on. Specifically, I wanted to show you just how much I love card kits. MORE specifically, I wanted to show you the “Cut Above Thank You Card Kit” from CTMH.…
Alternatively titled, “Do I ever think before I commit my Go, Go, SpazzyHands! to a project?”, or, “I either putter or I create when I’m pissy.” Like I’d imagined, I’ve spent the last several days loathing the Cosmos (Chocolate Cake & a Kitchen Floor), hiding from social media and putting my focus into all things “Me.”. Like, ironically, the astronomy program I’m finishing up this week (free, online). *shifty eyes* And? Sewing! The project? A messenger bag chock full of my uber-wonderful Tim Holtz Eclectic Elements fabrics I’d previously gotten myself with some Yule money. \m/ The pattern? McCall’s M5824 (View B) No…
Pattie Hultquist with CTMH I haven’t posted yet this year…why not start it off with an easy project? I received an email a couple of weeks ago from Splitcoaststampers with the following tutorial: SCS Weekly Inkling #447: One Sheet ATC Book What a perfect and quick idea to put up a project with my just-recently arrived Close To My Heart consultant kit! \m/ I’m baaaaaaaaaaaaaaack!! đ Skills: Knowledge of using a paper trimmer, adhesive, scoring Time: At least an hour, up to your own limit of techniques/products used But…what the heck is an “ATC”??? Glad you asked. Because, if you…
Kind of like second breakfast, but with more bling. Oodles and oodles of bling. And, paper. Patterned paper. And, albums and layouts and cards, OH, MY! Part of the ongoing “Me.” that is under personal self-evolution construction is creativity. Scrapbooking, mixed media, papercrafting…making realistic personifications of the representation of memory. Say that ten times fast. I’ve been doing postings under the now non-existent-but-still-searchable-because-it’s-awesome tab of “Healing Through Art.” But, my definition and perspective of that label has greatly changed over the past year. I don’t just use creativity as a medium through which to heal…I use creativity to empower. Big diff.…