Yeah, old joke. Jonathan bought some soup the other day, and the pacakge was black with red and white images. (I'd show a picture of my "inspiration," but don't want to shamelessly promote another company's product for free. Call me a capitalist.) I thought it would be really cool to do some "resist" with embossing on glossy white and then cover the whole thing with black ink. Ick! Really had trouble with that one. So I just used white ink and embossing powder, then used the "chalkboard" technique to color the flower. Here's what I came up with:
I stamped everything in White Craft ink and embossed with white powder. Then I took a blender pen and Real Red chalk to color the flower.
The center of the flower is a Pop Up glue dot with Chunky Sprinkles and Dazzling Diamonds pressed into it. First I covered it with the chunky glitter, then added a little Dazzling Diamonds for more sparkle and to fill in any gaps. A little wide and narrow red grosgrain and that's it! Easy.
I'm off to work. I'm hoping to have a little time this evening (after NCIS, of course!) to do some more stamping. DH will be in class, so I can stamp without feeling like I'm neglecting him. After being gone all weekend and spending Monday to catch up, I should spend a little time with the big guy.
My weekend was wonderful, by the way. (And HAPPY BIRTHDAY, KRISTIN!! My niece is 14 years old today.) It was so good to see my brother and sister-in-law and two of their girls, and their too, too cute dogs. We had a great visit, and I got to tramp around the Penn State University,The Behrend
College. It's gorgeous! More like a resort than a university. Then Mike (my brother; our family is very un-original when it comes to names) took us to Lake Erie. Of course I forgot my camera, but I did take a couple pics on my phone. They turned out really well! AND I came home with two new "Phyllis Recipes" from my SIL. My brothers both married great cooks. My husband didn't. ALTHOUGH – I think I did! We've discovered a latent talent in the man. Jonathan was making something for Ali to eat the other night and asked his father for advice – not me. Woohooo! I'm on my way to culinary freedom.