A journal spread for Susi's fun theme over at
Collage with a twist...... no faces, leaves or wings.
My book is getting very thick and chunky and nearly impossible to get a photo of it open
The background is layers of paints, crayons and stamps.
The hand, is my own, which I drew around and recalled some happy memories of doing the same thing, with the children in school.
The splashes of white, the readable quote [not my handwritten one beside the hand] were added digitally.
I even found some letters to use on the hand itself , goodness knows how long I have
had those in the scrappy box.
I even found some letters to use on the hand itself , goodness knows how long I have
had those in the scrappy box.
The shapes I cut free hand from scraps of embossed card.
A memory came to mind here, this time with a blind girl. I met first of all when she was a Girl Guide , boarding in a school for Blind children.
She learnt to use her hands like we use our eyes. Introducing her to someone new, always meant having to explain that she would need to touch their face,
shapes meant a lot to her.
In case you wonder, she became a teacher herself at the school, which sadly is now closed,
Thank you for calling in to see me today,
you are most welcome
and your comments are very much appreciated.

