I fell in love with her colours, and then I thought I'd try this new technique of swishing 2 or 3 ink pads on a non porus surface, and spritzing with water, and then smishing your card stock in it...letting it try and repeating if you so wish. ( Called Wrinkle Free Distress Technique)
Then I coloured the moon a little, and inked the birds a little more, and painted white on the waves with white acrylic paint. I punched out 2 crabs and added coloured sand, from Dollarama Store, and made 2 sand crabs...lol
added two shells with Beacon's Glue, and then made it into an easel card...
Date: Monday, February 27, 2012 GMT Views: 1286
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Registered: March 24, 2006 Location: Posts: 38857
Mon, Feb 27, 2012 @ 7:14 PM
Jan, I am so moved by the sentiment and Scripture you used on this beauty! What an incredible way to honor Kokirose. The depth of your colors is jaw-dropping gorgeous. I love the details of your cards, and the heart all over them. The beauty can be felt Sister! LYMI, hugs....
------------------------------ Pat Smethers
"The Lord will guide you always; He will satisfy your needs in a sun scorched land and strengthen your frame. You will be like a well-watered garden." Isaiah 58:11
Registered: November 17, 2006 Location: Nanaimo, British Columbia Posts: 48255
Tue, Feb 28, 2012 @ 5:28 PM
oh my, Jan... this is absolutely fabulous... what an amazing work of art... I love the stormy scene you created... and beautiful scripture. I love every inch of this beauty.. Thank you for helping me celebrate my reign...
A big cyber hug is heading your way :)
Registered: October 21, 2010 Location: in the okanagan in b.c. canada Posts: 12702
Tue, Feb 28, 2012 @ 11:08 PM
Makes a wonderful easel card. Beautiful scene here and neat job on the swooshing...turned out so cool , especiallywith the waves and all the details. love our extra sea buddies...TFS..:0)...LYMI...big hug ma-ma...: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.