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Y de nuevo los personajes salen de sus cuentos...

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©annedhuart

This cigar box was given to me by my father. I used it to store letters from old girlfriends. When my father passed, the box became more valuable than its contents.

Motherhood

canon ae-1 / super xtra 400

HA background stamp embossed with distress antique linen/vintage photo(words) powder, sponged with Vintage photo inkpad. A little golden stickle decorated on the flowers. Butterfly from Memorybox. TFL!

the last one from my Spain adventures I think.I took it when I got lost in Cadiz, and lately a supernice spanish couple that didn't speak english at all drove me right till my train station

 

the whole Cadiz atmosphere is here

120 Pictures in 2020 ... #60. I remember .....

 

Sony α7 II

Sigma 24-70mm lens

my dear summer friend.comrade of my sunny days and long warm nights.It's so cold now and I miss it, I terribly miss it

 

youtu.be/B7gqg_E76vk

Memory Box Stamps and Dies. Colored by pencil.

supercute pots in Marbella

that sunset in San Fernando. I'll never forget it

it was so so warm, and I just returned, was walking around.went to the balcony and breathed that summer air, while the sun painted the sky with supercolors

i love these things.give me that kinda freedom feeling

//Spain mmrs

"My grandmother kept a box of old photos in her attic

we used to go up there on rainy days

sit on the floor in the dusty light

go through them and she would tell about witches and broken hearts

how we came from royal blood and it was all there in the pictures

then we'd lose the light and we'd all go downstairs for dinner

and in our secret hearts

we sat taller knowing once we had ruled the world. "

  

*storypeople.

Carlos, my spanish friend.We met each other in Ronda and stayed together.Here Carlos is enjoying our bus trip to Tarifa

//Spain mmrs

A card for the spring/Easter challenge. Shallows card stock by Hero Arts is the perfect robin's egg color.. just a little flecking with some Gathered Twigs Distress Ink is all that's needed. The dies are both Memory Box.. Nesteled Bird and Grapevine Wreath, just cut into pieces and then layered on top of each other. Sentiment is from the All Occasion Messages set (CL272). Thanks for looking! :)

Zenit 12cd, Fujifilm proplus II 100

 

This is one of my first Christmas cards for this year!

the sea

the sea

the sea

i was the happiest,standing on these salty stones, soaking up the sun, listening to waves

 

HA stamp with Oct.Afternoon Sidewalks patterned papers. Mini roses made by Memory Box new dies.

TFL!

Inspired by Lucy's card but add more details. Patten paper from Basic Grey Little Black Dress Collection. Small label is Flourishes new stamp/die. TFL!

Created for this fantastic Scramble with Cecelia Hsieh right here: www.flickr.com/groups/heroarts/discuss/72157631652499655/...

 

Sentiment is from HA Magic of Christmas set CL462 stamped in Versacolor Silver pigment ink (the pad was very dry... oops)

Used memorybox Country Landscape die to cut top layer.

3 gems

 

All paper is Neenah Solar White CS

Pretties I have created or collected this month. All for sale in my Etsy store.

www.FrivolousWhimsy.etsy.com

Pink Roses and Stripes... a lovely keepsake or storage box painted for the shabby or vintage decor. Romantic and so very feminine, I love how this one turned out!

Tomorrow is the opening of the exhibition!

 

October 13th - 24th, 2012

Palazzo Zenobio, Venice (Italy)

 

Opening: October 13th 2012, 18:00.

 

Meanwhile, I continue working on my project, with photogenic drawings… Experimenting with different stabilization formulas. I would love to know whether anybody has ever written a study on the history of stabilization and fixing. I am sure people have been much more adventurous than just sticking to hypo, even after Talbot… Anybody has any info?

 

Photogenic drawing, stabilized in sodium chloride.

I started writing diary in 1969 :-)

 

50 Jahre meines Lebens erst in Tagebüchern, Dokumenten und Fotos gesammelt, dann aufgeschrieben. Meine Freunde, meine Männer, meine Familie und die, die dazu geworden sind..., eine nicht immer geradlinige Biographie..., sehr erotisch, fröhlich, ernst, traurig, nachdenklich, fast immer spannend...;-)

Wer an meiner Geschichte interessiert ist, sollte nichts gegen Schwule und viel Zeit zum Lesen haben.

 

50 years of my life first collected in diaries, documents and photos, then written down. My friends, my men, my family and those who have become my family..., a biography that is not always straightforward..., very erotic, cheerful, serious, sad, thoughtful, almost always exciting...;-)

Anyone interested in my story should have nothing against gays and plenty of time to read.

 

Used Tuesday's color palette! Really like that one! Stamps are Memory Box (tree and bird) Hero Arts (sentiment).

Months were cut from DCWV patterned paper. Used Autumn Flower Soft, Art Institute glitter (in the flower soft, doesn't really show up in this photo). Colored pencils for the background scene. TFL!

Memory Box Cups of Cheer

Hero Arts Coffee Cup Tags (sentiment)

Catherine Pooler Daily Grind 6x6 patterned paper

 

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I made this card for the Freshly Made Sketches #151 (FMS151).

 

Visit my blog for more info.

stamparadise.blogspot.jp/2014/08/fms151-wishing-you-love....

This is a shaker card I made today using a gorgeous Memory Box die Linda W had given me (thanks again, Linda!) and a couple of Hero Arts stamps (Be Happy & Messages with Flourish). More details are on my blog stampingandstitching.blogspot.ie/2014/07/butterfly-hello....

Deere Isle, Maine

 

Hand Colored b& w photograph

I made my last memory box when I had an abortion after getting pregnant on the pill. I was that point oh one percent which keeps it from being completely effective. Still a teenager, if barely, in a long-term relationship with a man almost twenty years past my age. The timing couldn't have been worse. We'd been fighting, I was about to move out, sitting on the bed with supper, "My period seems to be late", didn't even break the silent treatment I'd been receiving all day.

 

I took a small, square, Cuban cigar box from my mother's basement and blackened the outside with permanent marker, then enameled it black. I crackled the enamel, then did it again, and repeated that, then buried it for a week. Once I brushed off the dirt as carefully as I could, I painted it again, then began work on the inside. The outside looked as if it had depth, by then. It glowed like it was made of stone.

 

Inside, I lined the box with perfect blood red satin, a colour rich enough to fill your mouth. I wanted the effect of a thriller movie coffin, but without the puffy quilting of a tacky television drama. I stitched tiny clear glass and pewter beads into the fabric and some lines of poetry in silver thread that I no longer remember. I wasn't satisfied until it was flat, shiny, smooth, delicious, and very carefully glued at the edges so nothing would fray. There was to be no chaos in cloth. It was to be as precise as possible, to emphasize the medical tones the box was to frame.

 

In the center I affixed a tiny baby doll to the satin, likely the off-spring of a Barbie or a Skipper, with the palms of it's hands and the soles of it's feet painted a delicately pale robin's egg blue. Over the face, I affixed a silver mask in the shape of a steer skull that I had carved from a craft store lariat pendant. While I had been killing the growing knot of cells inside me, my then partner had been neglecting me to work on a show called Bull In A China Shop. It was meant to be his big break, though it never panned out that way. The mask was my required embodiment of death, not for the incorrectly labeled 'potential child' which I never thought of as anything but a parasite, but for our relationship. All fall down.

 

When the baby was done and glued in place, forever reaching out diminutive plastic arms, I filled what space there was left with crushed flowers, the hearts of roses left over from our failed Valentine's Day, black and silver thread from our clothes, and strands of our hair stolen from our hair-brush, mine plum purple and his chestnut brown. I closed the box when it was finished and never made another, though I used to fill my shelves with them like the captured shadows of saints.

 

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September contest entry! Maple Leaf die from Memory Box and lovely distress inks!

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Inspired by all the "rainbow" cards in flickr country and pinterest, I decided to make one my self. I used a memorybox die and two stampsets by HA. The sun is actually a flower. TFL

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