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

Monday, 6 June 2016

JB-Crafting Supplies....Using texture Paste

Today's canvas is a design team make for the wonderful JB-Crafting Supplies. I made this canvas by first making my own texture paste and spreading it through a stencil, to create the stone effect. I then stamped and coloured the leaves and the flowers.

For any of your crafting needs or wants, JB-Crafting Supplies is an Aladdin's cave of crafting goodness. They have a facebook page which has a huge amount of offers, both craft wise and sewing and knitting. If you are ever in their area, they also run a huge amount of classes...for details just check out their facebook page.

As I'm sitting here, I am slowly melting in the I did have plans for doing some more in my bedroom..getting ready to paint it but goodness me it's just so hot. It will have to wait until it cools down a bit. With the heat from the sun and my hot flushes (being a woman of a certain I am at the point of not knowing what to do with myself. And the cats are exactly the same. One of my friends in the village has a tree in her front garden and for some reason my cats seem to think that it is the only tree worth sitting under. If they are not lay out on my studio roof, then they can be found under her tree. I once went out and came back to find 5 of my cats all stretched out on the pavement under her tree. Why this particular tree is better than any other..only the cats know why. She also has a pet duck which lives in her front garden and yesterday she said that Simon the Brave came face to face with the duck, which is called Peggy and bless him the Brave bit of him disappeared in a If he will go exploring there is nothing that I can

Well the coffee is calling and then I have some cards to make...for a change. So until tomorrow..take care and happy crafting.
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