09 June 2016

Thank Your Mother for the Butterflies

Like handbags in the wardrobe, there is no such thing as too many butterflies in the craftroom.

Sally Cakes has tried, unsuccessfully, to stop the influx of butterfly-themed products (stamps, punches, dies, papiers, etcetera etcetera etcetera) from entering the craftroom.  She may as well try and stop the sun from rising in the east each day.

This card borrows a technique from our friends in the Mixed Media family.  Take some tissue papier then just scrunch that baby up into the tiniest ball you can; once done - unravel it.  Glue your finished product to your base tag using a glue stick and most of the magic has happened. Cheap and incredibly effective.

As you can see the card was made using plain, white tissue papier however, coloured and printed tissue papier is readily available.

Thank you mother (nature) for the butterflies.

25 May 2016

A Change for the Better

How is it that something can smell so good; where the anticipation of what you are about to devour has you salivating at the gills and yet what invariably follows is regret and disgust.

Case in point - hot dogs.  I work in a school.  Occasionally I pop out at lunchtime, passing the school canteen, my olfactory senses assaulted by baking pastry, hot sauce and hot dogs.  All good intentions of getting by on a salad for lunch, forgotten in that moment.  I'll have that treat - just this once. So I buy that mystery parcel with the misnomer of hot dog and what?  What was the attraction? What was I thinking?  Correct. It tastes no better than the last time this happened.

Next case in point - coffee. Recently, ahem with advancing age, my tastes have changed for the "different".  I still love the smell of coffee but drink it? Heck no!! I'd rather eat dirt - in fact - I am sure that is what is lying at the bottom of my mug; ground up soil.  However, sitting around the cafe table with girlfriends, caught up in the whirlwind of tuneful cries like "skinny latte", "flat white", "double shot moccachino", "twists of lemon", the list of varieties is seemingly endless - I order away.

Then it arrives. Mocking me. I lift the cup. I sip. I wince . . . . . and ask myself the same question, "What was I thinking?".

So for me, this card should read - a morning without coffee . . . .  is like a change for the better, because, let's face it - coffee is really not good for me.

17 April 2016

Thank You Bouquets

Papier and Cakes' author has been dragged, kicking and screaming, into an unthinkable decade. For so many years I have been fabricating my age - occasionally forgetting how old I actually was at a given time.  Last year I "celebrated" a zero birthday; and whilst I was willing to enter it incognito, my friends, anxious for a party and another reason for a holiday get together, thought it was worth a party or two!!

Thank you friends and colleagues

Personally, it was an extremely well-timed celebration and I was overwhelmed by their thoughtfulness and generosity of spirit.  Standing at a precipice, toes hanging over a crumbling edge and nubilous eyes looking out onto a stormy, limitless ocean, I was in danger of falling - the vicissitudes of my life threatened to swallow me, although I didn't realise it until later.  

My sense of gratefulness was considerable, so I repaid them with all I had to offer - "time".

These box cards took a few days to make - as there were so many to create - but it was a necessary and cathartic exercise. Gratitude turns what we have into enough.

07 April 2016

Here I Am - At Annie's Place

It's been a while, so here are a few quick photos of a card, just to help me with getting back my mojo.

Well that was fun.  All that was required to insert that photo was to click and drag . . .  obviously there has been the odd change in my absence.

I've had my internal workings updated too.  My truly old, faithful Dell was decrepit, unreliable and sluggish; despite all the defragging, overhauling and CPR performed on his hard drive he had to be retired. I miss him dearly. 

Papier and Cakes now runs on a fast-paced, modernised new computer complete with the latest software system.  Zip, zip, zip!!  Not all change is for the better.  This new, impertinent Asus with its firmly attached barnacle known as Windows 10 is taking some getting used to.  We are not friends, but have come to some sort of mutual understanding - we have to work together and so are putting up with each others' shortcomings.

In time I will forget. . .  I usually do!