Christmas Tags

Thank goodness for leap year - I'm just getting my February  "12 Months of Christmas" project done.  The suggested color theme for this month is pink, but I  couldn't think of a Christmas-y pink item, so took to heart the instructions that indicate the colors are just suggestions!

What I really need for Christmas is tags.  I love Tim Holtz's wonderfully complicated Christmas tags and have made many of them, but  I need tags I can actually use on gifts.  You know, the kind that allows the  person who THROWS THEM AWAY to live another day !! 

The first tags (actually kind-of pinkish) were sprayed with red Glimmer Mist, then stamped with a music background stamp.  I added some vintage cut-outs edged with glitter Stickles.

For the  background on this one I stamped the stars with acrylic paint (it resists the ink that comes after) and then rubbed on three shades of Distress Ink - Broken China, Stormy Sky and Faded Jeans.  A quick wipe over the top removes any ink that might stick to the stamping.   I dug out this old angel stamp as she seemed a perfect fit for the celestial background.  She is embossed with extra fine silver embossing powder so none of the details are lost.  I tried to place her so her face was not over one of the stars to make sure it stamped and embossed well.

These are my go-to tags; I think I've made dozens of these.  I start by brushing glaze over text - dictionary, old books or sheet music.  I like the look of random glazing, so it's just a quick swipe and done.  Then the fun begins - these have stamped/embossed trees and a dressed up reindeer.

I'm thrilled with my stash of forty-five new tags and for the incentive to get these done!

Granddaughter Love

The idea that no one is perfect is a view most commonly held by  people with no grandchildren. 

                                                ~ Doug Larson

So I'm asking for your indulgence while I do some grandparent bragging.  Since our granddaughter was born,  I've become like those over-adoring grandparents I used to mock!   I am her Yaya, a name to adopted from the Yaya sisterhood book, not realizing it was what Greek children called their grandmothers (and spelled differently).

While Montana is lovely, we don't go for majestic mountains; we go to visit our daughter's family that includes our darling granddaughter.  This year we got to celebrate her fourth birthday, watch her first ski lesson and her first successful face-in-the-water with goggles, have some serious craft time and just enjoy her exuberance, her laugh and her serious cuteness!

Here we are making Valentines with a potato stamp.  She loves art projects so I have an excuse to buy even more art supplies!

Ski lesson at Bridger Bowl.  What a trouper - 4 years old and powered through an hour and a half lesson!  She was happy to hitch a ride with Grandpa back to the lodge, but lobbied hard to "go down the steep part!".

And the Birthday Girl.  Her mom is amazing - had fourteen four year-olds for the party and pulled it off with charm and style!  She planned art activities and games , fed all the kiddos, and had them decorate their own little cakes. It all went off without a hitch and without any tears or fighting (kids OR adults - ha!).

Showing off feather-decorated butterfly wings ( wings from Michael's).  Little girls love glue, so we had fewer feather-escapees than you'd expect!

On an artsy note, Montana Daughter and I made the puffs from  Martha Stewart.   We used an entire package of tissue paper for each one and made different design cuts along the edge of each one to mix it up a bit.

We're so glad we can get to see our little sweetie, but she's too far away!  Whenever she asks "Yaya, why do you live so far away?" I tell her that she should ask her parents that very question!



We just spent some time in Montana with our daughter , SIL and  sweet granddaughter.  The Captain booked a romantic Valentine's Day get-away at Chico Hot Springs. He even had flowers delivered  - what I guy!  I have good memories of Chico; we've been swimming there with our granddaughter several times.  And once a real Montana cowboy asked me to dance with him at the saloon - a first for me on several counts!



We stayed in The Caboose, an honest-to-goodness caboose situated on a ridge above the hot springs.  I wasn't sure what staying in a caboose would be like and never expected this:



The caboose was moved to the ridge in 2004 and gussied up for visitors.  I'd describe the decor as "Upscale Western Bordello" - beautiful cherry floors, antique furnishings, leaded glass windows, and  red-flocked wallpaper (that's the bordello component!).  The bathroom was lovely - complete with a heated tile floor:



The view  wasn't too shabby, either:

No visit to Montana is complete without a glimpse of elk.  These big guys were headed up the mountain past the caboose:

Elk are fine; bears - not so much!

Checked off the Bucket List - and all at Chico:  swam in hot springs, danced with a cowboy, slept in a caboose.







Rescued Canvas Family

"Creativity is allowing yourself to make mistakes. Art is knowing which ones to keep."

 -  Scott Adams

When I read Robyn Thayer's post about "embracing the suck" and what we can learn from making bad art, I knew exactly what she was talking about.  These sad little canvases have been on a shelf in my studio for over a year , mocking me every time I see them.  I had such high hopes; I even bought little display stands for them.  Somewhere between the concept and the execution the canvases veered off the track, firmly into suck territory!

It's rather embarrassing to share these, but there's no way to move forward without "embracing the suck" and there's plenty of that here!   Anyway, not quite sure what happened to these - clearly the colors don't work, the wavy texture doesn't work, the black swirls don't work, the red heart is wobbly, but other  than that, these are great - HA !

I couldn't throw them out.  After rescuing some artist papers with a wash of gesso, I decided it was time to stage a canvas rescue.  With just a couple of coats of gesso over the backgrounds, the canvases are already look so much better!

Starting with the formerly blue one, I washed the red heart with some gesso to tone it down more.  I added a rosette made with Tim Holtz tape with a pearl center.  I glued on a piece of text to some artist paper, stamped and embossed "love" and added a bit of lace.  One key hole and a bit of ribbon on top and, eureka! - this is more like what I had planned.

On to the next one - the scary purple one!  Again washed some gesso over the heart, then added a postage stamp, key hole charm and a jewel for some bling.  I pleated some more of the TH tape around one of the outside edges of the heart. The birdie is one of the resist canvases I blogged about earlier - love how the color wash makes the resist pop.  I rubbed some Tattered Rose Distress Ink around the edges to add a bit of color.

And the last one - more gesso, edges again rubbed with Tattered Rose DI.  I used a white gel pen to tone down the black stamped swirls and added a mirrored heart for some bling.  Layered on some stamped, DI'd flowers, a word cut from some artist paper and some ribbon on top.

Good lesson learned here - sometimes things just need some time to mellow and can be rescued from their formerly sucky state.  Of course sometimes things should go directly to the trash - no stopping, no collecting $200, no grace period.  Here's hoping I learn which ones go in each category!

Goodbye, My Friend

I lost an old friend recently.   We were an unlikely pair.   I moved into an apartment in her farm house at 19, recently graduated from high school,  newly married and ready to start college.  She was 47, never married, a former egg farmer and an eccentric Yankee.    

Barbara  was a one-of-a kind woman.  She was handier around machinery than most men, made frugality an art-form, was a tidy hoarder, hated change, had a great, if slightly odd, sense of humor, could eat more than a farm hand , had very definite ideas about things, and would try most anything once.  She loved anything with a motor!  I can still see her riding the neighbor's snow mobile- her 6 foot frame crammed into the seat, legs bent to her chin, hair flying and a look of absolute joy on her face.

She had a wonderful  old Yankee way of talking.  She talked about having "gumption" - a trait she valued highly.  When I'd obsess about some minor imperfection, she'd offer this insight:  "Dear, it'll never be seen on a trotting horse".  

My oldest son and daughter were born while I lived in her house.  Carpenter Son followed her around the farm; she called him "Boy" and talked to him as if he were a grown-up. She was the one who scooped him up when he ran out into the busy road. She ate all of their cooking creations, even when I warned her not to!

I worked on dragging her into the current century.  Once while we were on a road trip I decided to go through the drive-up window at  McDonald's.  As I pulled up to the  window, she remarked ,"Dear, you're driving really close to the building" - she had never been through a drive-up window and never had fast food.  It didn't take long for her to become very fond of french fries!  We worked on updating her wardrobe so it would only be a couple of decades out of style.  While she didn't really care how old her clothes were, she was very concerned about how they fit.  I started making some dresses for her and honestly, I doubt The Queen Mother had as many fittings!

She taught me so many things - how to make the best-ever creamed corn, how to identify spots to harvest fiddlehead ferns, how to enjoy an entire Cadbury chocolate bar on the drive home from work at midnight, how being kind looks, what it really means to turn the other cheek, and how to dust yourself off and move on.

I think I began my fascination with  old and shabby  vintage things while I lived with her.  We'd spend hours going through old family photos - she knew how everyone was related, down to the "second cousin, twice-removed".  There were several outbuildings on the farm, full of stuff she knew would be useful someday.  I never knew that people repaired metal pails until she unearthed several and was not amused at my suggestion to just throw them out and get new ones.  This great window-turned-mirror  was from one of her chicken coops.  She did not understand why on earth I'd put it in my house!  I love it, not only for the great arched shape, but because it reminds me of her.

What really made her special was her kindness, her sense of humor and her reluctance to ever say anything bad about anyone. She gave life to the word "humility" and lived to help others.  She embraced me with all my faults, was a kind and loyal friend for decades, and I'll miss her.

More Background Experiments

Here's another page from my 2012 calendars, continuing my focus on interesting backgrounds. This one isn't a new technique - all you Tim Holtz lovers will recognize it! The background is easy - smoosh Distress Inks - think 3 colors may be the maximum that works - directly on a craft sheet, then spritz with water. For this piece I used Lettuce, Broken China and Denim.   Drop a piece of card stock onto the wet ink and lift off. The spritzed ink makes am interesting background. If you end up with some blank spots, you can repeat the process BUT be sure to completely dry it first, otherwise you'll just end up with muddy colors. ( You know how I know this!).   Here's a link to Tim's video on this and some other easy DI background techniques.

Added a dictionary page, stamped with a TH splatter stamp, I love this stamp- it adds just a bit of interest and color. The pleated piece at the bottom is left over from the seaside page I posted earlier. These days I use my sewing machine mainly to sew paper.

Isn't the birdcage sweet! First time I tried the Prima resist canvas pieces and they are so cool. The cut-outs are white and when you spray them with a color wash, the canvas soaks up the color and reveals the white resist pattern. New obsession! There are available here online and probably in your local craft store ( although I haven't seem them at either Michael's or Joanne's).

I stamped the branch onto Grunge Paper, cut it out and inked it with Vintage Photo ink. The cardinals came from a great Snow and Graham paper.

Love experimenting with new techniques and stuff I have in my stash but never used before. That's why we collect all of it - you never know where inspiration may lead and what supplies you'll need when you get there!