I have recognized that most of you dropping by my blog are coming from Thinking Inking. Don't we all just LOVE Debbie? I don't want to disappoint anyone, and I figured I better get moving and posting more of my projects. Right now I've been working on pillows and home decor, so I may post some of those. I should have some Christmas cards soon, too. I will be taking them to work to play with on my lunch hour.
I turned these projects in as an application for employment with a company in the paper crafting industry. The best part of doing things like this is that I actually do something with my creative bug - which has been somewhat dormant since - um, June. I hate to even say that. Life is like that sometimes you know?
This is the one I had previously done. The third 3D project, the one I forgot at first, I also forgot to photograph. Sorry.
I recently submitted an entry to a contest. They required 10 items: Five cards, Three scrapbook pages and 2 three dimensional items. I struggled to the very last minute to get everything done and finished in time to mail it from an all night post office at 10:00 p.m. It took me about 2 week to complete the work. I am very glad to have taken on the challenge and even happier to be able to say that I finished it, and sent it in. Some challenges in life are worth just being able to say - I gave it my best, and I completed the work.
I found this add in Martha Stewart. It's for an Epson printer - an amazing epson printer.
The Epson Stylus Photo R1900. Vibrant 12"x12" BorderFree prints. 8-color pigment inks that can last a couple of lifetimes. Heck, it even prints on vellum (or pretty much anything else you got). If you're a fifth-degree creative black belt, think ink jet was built for your Epsonality.
I literally laughed out loud when I read that. Then I laughed again, right out loud. I guess when you see yourself in someone's advertising shpeel, it's pretty funny. I thought so, anyway. Fifth-degree creative black belt. I love it. I'll take it. (I'll have to wait on the printer, but the title is Sa-weet!)
Scrapbooks are therapeutic to me, especially when I am finally able to preserve something like this, the equivalent of a "Debutante Ball" when I was a mere 17 years old. (Okay, I WAS going on 18 by this time.) Still, my oldest is now less than 6 years from 18. It's great to look back at that reality, so different from my life now. It's even more amazing to know that the life I'm living now was already present (at least parts of it) in her mind. I thought I had a lot to offer then, now I know that it's true.
Well, it ought to be a headline somewhere, shouldn't it? How was this miracle worked, you ask? It is, in truth, fairly simple. Like most miracles - a need was at its heart. The Boy needed dividers for his binder. He's learning to organize his school things, and not a moment too soon since Jr. High will be upon us in 8 months. At the store, Mother was unable to find the dividers - they were sold out. At first Mother was a bit frustrated, but only until she remembered that: a) There was, at home, every item needed to create an incredible assortment of dividers. b) Among the needed items, there happened to be an assortment of papers designed by herself and the Boy's father. c) Said papers had been designed with THE BOY in mind - making them just hip enough and cool enough to be seen in the binder by his friends. When all of the pieces came together, the Boy was so excited his mood was elevated for an entire morning. (Note that this IS the miracle in all of this.) He skipped off to school much happier than he had been in weeks, literally. And of course, Mother was happy, too. Below is an image of the complete set of papers we designed - obviously, it was the "boy stuff" he liked.