Tomorrow is my grandniece's 15th birthday. Of course, she's going to be 15 going on 42! I thought I'd make a quirky card to lighten things up. And this card couldn't be any more of that. That crazy bird was colored with colored pencils, as well as the hat. The hat was covered with Glossy Accents for a little dimension, as well as a bubble at the top. After stamping the bird, a stencil design was applied using Memento inks. I stenciled after so I could see where the bird was t

Sorry for the absence the last couple of days. When I left a card class at Art 'n Soul on Saturday afternoon, I was driving to a memorial event and about 1/2 mile up the road my head pain came in with a roar! It was all I could do to get home. Even the pain meds didn't work. So, I also missed a Mended Hearts Auction & Dinner that evening and a full day working on the studio project yesterday. I slept a lot and watched a few movies . . . boring! I've been waiting and waiting

It's only a short day because daylight savings time begins at 2 a.m. tomorrow morning, meaning we "spring" forward and lose one hour in our 24-hour day. The good news is that means the real days of spring, summer and hours of daylight are around the corner. Yay! It's been a full day. It started with an Awards Breakfast for a family-owned business that we know quite well. It may be family-owned and spread throughout western Washington, but it's certainly not a small company as

For another Irish friend, I've made this card. I hope it's "green" enough that the lack of a shamrock or a leprechaun doesn't make them turn green! I used various green tones and shades from my Copic marker set. I've been so immersed in cleaning out, organizing and purging my art supplies that my body is starting to scream at me. Thus, the quick and simple card. Magenta Stamp: Bohemian Flower 85.008.O Rosie's Roadshow Stamp (sentiment) Copic Markers: YG06; G14; G43; YG17; G

It's the first day of March. Based on the stormy weather, probably one of the worst of this winter, this might prove to be quite a month. Instead of being tucked away in my studio, I was out in it. At one point, I was drenched to the skin from the sudden downpour that immediately followed the loudest clap of thunder I heard inside the noisy restaurant. Not surprisingly, Hannah was sound asleep inside the the car, snuggled in her pet bed. Returning home, I just had to do somet