Coming down out of the freezing sky with its depths of light, like an angel, or a Buddha with wings, it was beautiful, and accurate, striking the snow and whatever was there with a force that left the imprint of the tips of its wings — five feet apart — and the grabbing thrust of its feet, and the indentation of what had been running through the white valleys of the snow — and then it rose, gracefully, and flew back to the frozen marshes to lurk there, like a little lighthouse, in the blue shadows — so I thought: maybe death isn’t darkness, after all, but so much light wrapping itself around us — as soft as feathers — that we are instantly weary of looking, and looking, and shut our eyes, not without amazement, and let ourselves be carried, as through the translucence of mica, to the river that is without the least dapple or shadow, that is nothing but light — scalding, aortal light — in which we are washed and washed out of our bones. Author

Friday, 31 October 2014

Happy Halloween

Happy Halloween everyone. I was lucky that I was working on Tess..The Jiggery Makery Witch..and as you know by now..Fridays are now Jiggery Makery days I thought that I would colour her in a traditional way and give her the stripey tights, alongside the black dress and hat. I just had to give her blue hair because after all she is a sassy witch. Tess is available to buy as a digi, along with many others...why not pop over to Jiggery Makery and have a look. To make this wall hanging , I painted a small canvas with orange paint and then wrote on the poem and added some small cats. I coloured Tess with my copics and attached her to the canvas. I thought it was a nice thing to makebecause it's not a scary thing but instead wishes everyone good luck.

When Henry was growing up, we always made a big thing of Halloween and had parties and lots of laughs. When the kids were all little we created a horror for them. All the adults were in on it and we created the bowls of doom. I think the adults had the most fun coming up with the ideas. The rules were that before the children could attack the food and all the goodies..they had to put their hands into the bowls of doom. Each bowl was covered, so that they couldn't see what was inside and they were told what it was. Now they were told various titles...witches eyeballs, zombies fingers, brain sludge. What the bowls actually contained was very harmless, pickled onions,twiglets and vegetable their faces were fantastic. They would talk about it for days after trying to work out what they'd been made The best one we ever did was about my friends dog. All the children in the village loved this dog called Alfie..he was a Dogue de Bordeaux (I've probably spelt that He was the biggest dog that I think they had ever seen and they all loved him. He was the same type of dog as seen in the film Turner and Hooch and as the same as Hooch, drooled alot. Well we came up with a bowl which we said was Alfies wasn't of course but still to this today we haven't told them what it is. They're mostly all in their 20s now and still laugh about it..and still ask and I still don't let on. Some think they do know but no-one has really got it right. And I can't even share it with you as some of them read this blog. So that's what Halloween will always mean to me..laughter and friends. Long may it continue.

Well the coffee is calling and I have a custard doughnut with  my name on it. I hope that you all have a great day whether you celebrate Halloween or not. So until tomorrow..take care and happy crafting

1 comment :

  1. Great card. Love your description of the Bowls of Doom, sounds like something kids love!