Here is my card for Sol. I used baroque burgundy, dark green, a white base and other colors to blend.
Couldn't believe I stamped the greeting a little crooked! Darn! I was going to add a panel w/the greeting over it, but I thought it would overwhelm the smaller image.
Used the CAS180 sketch.
Stamps: SU Summer Day, Cross Hatch
Paper: Wilton base, Paper Studios white panel
Ink: SU pads and markers
Accessories: SU sponges and blender pen
THANKS for looing! :)
Date: Tuesday, July 24, 2012 GMT Views: 1904
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Registered: July 27, 2007 Location: Dublin, Ireland Posts: 52688
Wed, Jul 25, 2012 @ 6:51 AM
Ha, I've stamped crooked greetings even WITH the Stamp-a-ma-jig, I know it's easy to do. And usually when you've stamped directly on the base it's precisely because you don't want to have an extra layer.
I'm sure Sol won't notice, he'll just be thinking about sitting back and relaxing in that swing. I once made myself seasick on one of those, LOL.
Great background, too!
Registered: April 14, 2009 Location: in my own little PINK sparkly world Posts: 12060
Wed, Jul 25, 2012 @ 7:35 AM
lovely scene there.....I doubt Sol will notice the crooked senti...I know I've done it to many times to count...this is so relaxing..and I need to remember that quote more often..thx so much for joining the party
Registered: October 21, 2010 Location: in the okanagan in b.c. canada Posts: 9399
Wed, Jul 25, 2012 @ 12:56 PM
I like your rustic look and nothing is more relaxing then swinging on a swing. That is a great sentiment to remember and I have done lots of crooked ones too, then my mom got me a stamp-a-ma-jig( I wonder if that was a hint...lol)....and i still have done it off....No worries Sol wont even notice as he is thinking about that swing ride too...:0)...TFS
------------------------------ We as people are raindrops of colorful ink , falling down Crisp and Clear, each a different shade more vibrant then the last, but once we realize at the bottom of an endless abyss we all fall into the same inkpot forming one color, only then can we come together as one My son.