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Certain individuals keep telling me that I should be a writer (Hi Mom). This is probably as close as I'll ever come to making that happen.
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Crying Fowl
This morning, at the end of this week's obligatory commute to the office, I turned in to the driveway and was accosted by the biggest ho...
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A new single off Trace Adkins' album Songs About Me goes, in part, like this: We don't care bout the drinkin' Barely listen to ...
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Bret 's comments about unlikely musical pairings reminded me of a CD I heard about from an old Fidonet acquaintance. It's called Wh...
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I knew there was a reason I liked this Bret character (besides the whole Kansas/Dixie Dregs business). It appears he gets almost as worked u...
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Geek speak: Not really. "Geek" is what my siblings called me—not because I ate bits of glass and chicken heads, but because one of the sibs couldn't pronounce my name. Kind of a "hubba doo" thing.
Scrapbook page: No. It was done entirely in PaintShop Pro.
Picture of me: Yes. One when I was in high school, the other when I was probably about four years old and "helping" my dad mow the lawn.
Niece/nephew: No. Baby sister, long ago, in a galaxy far away.
Designed by Turtle: No. I used some of her toys, though.
It's just another car in the train of thought that prompted my "Pardon my drool" entry.
WOW Foo - I didn't know you could scrapbook so well. What do Sweetie's pages look like? I might have to post some of mine but they aren't as good as these. I do "fast" pages - don't have too much time to get elaborate.
Thanks, Anne, but like I mentioned before, I cheated. No trees or cardboard boxes were harmed in the creation of that "page".
I combined a pre-made background, some digital elements, and a couple old scanned pictures I had lying around. It may look like something that could exist in the real world (thanks to drop shadows), but it never did.
My wife is the creative one. She cuts up things, writes all sorts of engaging journaling, and gets real live paper cuts. Maybe she'll scan a couple pages of her work and post them up on her blog; maybe she won't.
She keeps pretty busy, what with trying to keep the furry dependents and me out of trouble.
Geek is much too humble. He is VERY creative himself, as shown by the digital scrapbook page. The photo with his youngest sister is one of his favorites. He dotes on her quite a bit, even though he's not supposed to have favorites. I'll see about scanning a couple of my "real" scrapbook pages. They're 12x12, so it'll take some piecing together. Foo is going to a Digital Scrapbooking party next Thursday night with me. The biggest drawback to digital versus real is the ability to make pieces that move and/or lift up -- the hidden stuff. Guess I'll just have to do both...when I have time (that is).
Digital scrapbooking? Wow.
My pages are 12X12 too so I'm not sure I'll be able to scan them. Oh well. Looking forward to seeing these pages Mrs. Foo.
Susie: If the college had a policy against having a computer in class, I think you've just made their case.
Anne: I've always liked the sort of mixed media art that you see a lot on CD and comic book covers. And now scrapbooking.
Sweetie could tell you what a hard time she had getting me out of the library when we went before Christmas. A local artist had some work on display in the foyer, and I just couldn't stop looking at one in particular. It was a smallish thing—maybe a foot square—that combined elements of antiqued newspaper, twine, and metal screening (as in "screen door"). No flowers. No pastel yellows or purples or greens. Just a lot of brown, black, rust, and patinated metallics.
As I was looking at it, I couldn't help thinking that it looked like something you might find lying around in someone's field or in a sinkhole (which is where rural Kentuckians dump all the stuff they don't want any more). And yet, it was the coolest thing on display.
Anyway, it seems like a lot of the scrapbooking designs you see in the magazines now make use of "distressed" materials. Tacky Chic, I think it's called.
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