Words that drift away
I finally took the plunge and decided to fully dissolve the embroidered text piece I made for Art in the Woods. Carefully trying to wash away the residue in the bath and tease apart the tangled words met with varying degrees of success. But certainly worth doing to record the stages of disintegration. The disintegration of the text into something illegible has a sense of fragility to it; making and unmaking, allowing something to be undone. It reminds me of the idea of wabi sabi.
Valentine's Day Tutorial: Tuesday
Today I've got another card tutorial to share. Here's the supply list: Grungeboard (one sheet) Distress Ink Ink Applicator Tool Scissors Glimmer Mist (Sugar Cookie and Oriental Poppy) Diamond Glaze or Glossy Accents Black Card Blank STEP ONE: Cut Your Grungeboard Grungeboard comes in several different patterns. I'm using the one embossed with swirls. I cut it in half... ...and then cut the half in half. STEP TWO: Color Your Grungeboard Take the two small strips and color them with distress…
Blackout by wingsnboots: “The village shipwrecks anger ignited by a convent education. And now God is working in a brothel, the bastard dear God! - to die there … ruined beloved brazen and unashamedly...
DO: write something. I didn’t always want to be a writer. First it was an astronaut, then archeologist, and then about a hundred other things. But I started keeping a journal in middle school and I never stopped – I have boxes of them stored away, a somewhat haunting record of everything I’ve been through. […]