This kid is seriously too adorable. Props to his parents--I hope I'm that cool when I have kids! Happy President's day everyone :)
Monday, February 21, 2011
Friday, February 18, 2011
Vintage Postage Stamp Box
A few years ago I came into ownership of a HUGE quantity of stamps, as well as many foreign stamps and duplicates. The appraiser I had come and look at them said that they weren't really worth anything, so I decided to be creative with them :)
I've explored lots of ways of using these stamps and I've used them to make pendants, decorated ball point pens, and boxes like this one.
This particular box is covered with bright colored stamps from all over the world. I painted the box with a base coat and then mod podged the stamps onto it. I then used foil tape to tidy up the edges of both the lid and the box. Then I covered the whole thing with a clear glaze and added green felt to the bottom of the box. I absolutely love the finished product! Check it out:



Hope you like it!
Peace.
I've explored lots of ways of using these stamps and I've used them to make pendants, decorated ball point pens, and boxes like this one.
This particular box is covered with bright colored stamps from all over the world. I painted the box with a base coat and then mod podged the stamps onto it. I then used foil tape to tidy up the edges of both the lid and the box. Then I covered the whole thing with a clear glaze and added green felt to the bottom of the box. I absolutely love the finished product! Check it out:
Hope you like it!
Peace.
Monday, February 14, 2011
"i carry your heart with me" by ee cummings
As I'm sure you're aware, it's Valentine's Day. However you're celebrating it and whoever you're with, it is important to remember that we always hold the people we love in our hearts.
Also, I just love e.e. cummings.
Peace.
Also, I just love e.e. cummings.
Peace.
i carry your heart with me
by E. E. Cummings
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear; and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
Sunday, January 16, 2011
First Day of KCACTF
Today I leave for the Kennedy Center College Theater Festival! I will be away from my computer for awhile, but never fear, my posts are all scheduled to pop up each day just like they have been.
Break a leg!
Peace.
Break a leg!
Peace.
Friday, January 14, 2011
"The Thing Is" by Ellen Bass
This poem is by Ellen Bass, a genius poet whose distinctly modern style caught my attention right away. This is my favorite work of her's. It has become something of an anthem for me.
The Thing Is
by Ellen Bass
to love life, to love it even
when you have no stomach for it
and everything you've held dear
crumbles like burnt paper in your hands,
your throat filled with the silt of it.
When grief sits with you, its tropical heat
thickening the air, heavy as water
more fit for gills than lungs;
when grief weights you like your own flesh
only more of it, an obesity of grief,
you think, how can a body withstand this?
Then you hold life like a face
between your palms, a plain face,
no charming smile, no violet eyes,
and you say, yes, I will take you
I will love you, again.
(This from Ellen Bass' book The Human Line (Copper Canyon Press, 2007))
The Thing Is
by Ellen Bass
to love life, to love it even
when you have no stomach for it
and everything you've held dear
crumbles like burnt paper in your hands,
your throat filled with the silt of it.
When grief sits with you, its tropical heat
thickening the air, heavy as water
more fit for gills than lungs;
when grief weights you like your own flesh
only more of it, an obesity of grief,
you think, how can a body withstand this?
Then you hold life like a face
between your palms, a plain face,
no charming smile, no violet eyes,
and you say, yes, I will take you
I will love you, again.
(This from Ellen Bass' book The Human Line (Copper Canyon Press, 2007))
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
First Day of Spring Semester
School starts this morning and I this is how I'm feeling... 7 AM comes so early!
Happy Spring Semester everyone!
Peace.
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