This is a card I made this weekend with an image I've been wanting to use for a long time. I'm glad I finally did. It would be a great image for Easter, but also would make a nice Sympathy card.
Originally, I planned to submit this to a challenge CAS119 which was "Word Inspiration: GIFT". I thought this would be perfect, but then I realized that CAS means "Clean and Simple"! I guess this doesn't really fit this category though! Oh, well! :-(
Paper: solar white (Neenah), mariposa mat stack (DCWV), chablis (bazzills), old olive (SU), black (?)
Ink: black ink (momento, versafine)
Accessories: prismacolor pencils, mineral spirits, labels 4 die (Spell), framed tulips EF (SU), stylus, branch with leaves die (Sizzix), paper flowers, pearl swirls, (Recoll.), accent stems (Mike's), bird punch, flower punch (EKS)
Registered: April 3, 2007 Location: In a state of oblivion.... Posts: 12384
Mon, Jun 13, 2011 @ 3:39 PM
Beautifully done! And perfect for Easter, sympathy, confirmations, baptisms.. Love all the extra details you've added. :)
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Thu, Jun 16, 2011 @ 3:56 PM
I just got your message and wanted to take another look at some of your gallery and saw this....Girl....wow this is the most beautiful cross card I have ever seen, my goodness, I am speechless ..It is so neat to see you using your talents so well at what God has given you like you say....it is fun isnt it..this is in my favs for sure...thanks again for sharing my friend, will be seeing you again in the galleries...:0)
------------------------------ 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.