I've spent much of the week cutting into dozens of vintage books in order to create the Autumn range of Plundered Pages packs [I also, almost accidentally, created another, brand new, art-journaling inspired range while I was there ... but that's a story for another day!] ... back to Plundered Pages ...
Yes, so, I've had some quality time with old books and a blade this week which has led to:
- fewer paper cuts than you might imagine;
- zero craft knife accidents;
- as much sneezing as you might imagine and;
- as many delayed meals as anyone who gets as absorbed as I do in some tasks will recognise!
... because I was very touched that several of you left comments on my recent layout posts telling me you'd actually missed me sharing my pages here. That came as a surprise. A nice one, but a surprise just the same!
So here's my latest:
That figure heading off down to the sea is my Dad.
He didn't know I took that photo at the time. He will now I guess!
Hello Dad.
As I watched him wander off toward the waves, where there was a large ship on the horizon, I wondered if he was remembering his time in the shipbuilding industry ... which is where the vintage pages come in to their own:
| Buttons: 3DJean ¦¦ Cloud sticker: Echo Park |
Once I'd found such a perfectly appropriate page, I was more than happy ... but still went on to seek out a few extra, complimentary, items as I generally like to use at least 3 instances of the same element on my pages as it:
- [a] balances things out and ...
- [b] helps prevent the 'sneeze effect' as my friend Jan would call it: where items look out of place and randomly, aimlessly, sneezily, thrown down on the page!
And then I turned to my vintage postage stamp collection and found something suitably nautical to tuck beneath my photo:
| Wooden disc: The Range ¦¦ Metal charm: The Ribbon Girl |
| I made the triangle / wave design by inking over just the top section of this Christmas Tree mask |
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Right then, I'm off to make my dining table vanish beneath oceans of vintage paper. And I'm not coming up for air until I've turned them into a new selection of Plundered Pages.
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Julie






