...scrumptious starfish...

...these jummie starfish are made from hand dyed tissue.

...click on image for detail...
...i love how this card turned out and enjoyed stiching with the machine on it as well...
...do all your work on a seperate piece of card stock so your stitching is hidden... apply your tissue paper first and stamp on top after it has dried .. then cut out desired number of starfish to create some dept on your card...
...after I applied it to a standard blank white card...i spritsed it with a light squirt of tattered angel spray...it blends everything together and makes it belong...

...second image also shows the back of the card...as i do with most images, i also put a single starfish on the inside of the card...
...use a fine tipped pen to add sand detail..
...i prefer a minimum of products on my cards so the images are visible.....enjoy...

...delicious tissue paper...

...fresh mounts of tissue, hand dyed...

...here is a freshly dyed pile of tissue paper...

...use good quality paper,not dollar store products ....use paint, re-inkers or whatever materials you have at hand...i sprits with water to create movement in the colors after my applications....

...the colors alone will give you fresh inspiration....

....i will post a card with said materials, to give you an idea, of how to use it on a card....

...enjoy the day...

...they make me happy...

...i love old trees...:)

...they make me happy.

...someday.. ...i hope i will be....

like that old tree.

...tough yet weak.

...singled out,yet part of a whole.
...be a part of a view and also have
........a view from where I stand..

...not to ever have to miss another Sunrise or Sunset.

...watered, nourished, and served a purpose.
...served as sheltered and left alone when needed.

...tough enough to survive in this Arid desert
we live in,yet able to slow down,when enough is enough.

...and still be be gorgeous in my old wrinkled, crinkled, silvered state....
...dropping branches if need be, growing more when nature permits.
...oh,to be this old tree.

...to cradle life, and let it go free.
...and hope for Life to return,to keep my arms warm..
...in the fresh day's of Spring.

...not artificially altered but altered through honest strive and strain.
...sunshine and rain, bleached and weathered....

...beautiful..... from my point of view.
.........someday.. i wanna be...
like this old tree...
...someday...

.me.