Why is it when I think of “faux metal” I immediately go to music? I was raised in a “Classical Music” house. We listened to Bach, Beethoven, Mozart, Brahms…well, you get where I’m going with this. My brothers and I began piano lessons and learned to read music almost before we could read English. Sunday afternoons were spent at my grandparents’ house singing “old favorites” at the piano with the rest of the family. And, of course, my undergraduate degree was in music. The “heaviest” music I listened to was PDQ Bach.
And then I got married. I married a “bad boy.” Ok – he wasn’t bad when I got him. By then, he was totally reformed. But before that…Mike grew up around the corner from my Granny’s store. Several times when we were visiting Granny, this hippy guy would come to the store with his cutoff jeans and long blonde hair, and he and Granny would “give each other the business” as he bought cigarettes and she told him how bad they were for him (as she puffed on hers).
Years later, I was looking at my sister-in-law’s yearbook and saw a high school picture of my new hubs. My eyes got as big as saucers, I’m sure. “You were that hippy that used to go to Granny’s store!” Seriously? The perennial Dean’s List student married the, um, “other list” student. What a hoot, right? (In Mike’s defense – he’s brilliant! He just didn’t have the parental support I had growing up. And although he talks about his horrible grades, they were above average, even though he didn’t put forth much effort. If he had worked at it, I’d have been too intimidated to even look at him, much less marry the man!)
I learned soon after meeting Mike that he was the bass player in a heavy metal band when he was in high school. Ok – seriously? Heavy metal to me meant “tuba.” I had no idea what heavy metal was until one morning when I woke up to this god-awful sound. It was loud, and you couldn’t understand the words, and I hadn’t had coffee yet. Fortunately, we were awesome at compromising. I didn’t mind his metal music after coffee (lots and lots of coffee) and he really liked Vivaldi and Pachelbel. We had Baroque until about 9 a.m., and then low-volume metal after.
These days, I can rattle off titles (and sing the melodies!) of Hendrix, Zappa and more. I can pick Grace Slick’s voice out in a heartbeat (but I still don’t know if it’s Jefferson Airplane or Starship). So when I think “faux metal,” I’m thinking, “Oh, it’s probably 90’s rock.”
But no….this faux metal is a paper craft technique. I love, love, LOVE our demonstrator team meetings, because I learn so much! This is an older technique, but I haven’t seen it done for a long time – and I didn’t know how well it would work with photopolymer stamps. Christy was the “make & take” hostess at our last meeting. Not only did she provide the super fun technique, she also agreed to do the presentation (“How to Prepare and Organize for a Successful Vendor Fair”). It was one of our best meetings ever!
So – after way too many words – here’s the card we made at our meeting.
We had the option to use Silver, Gold, or Copper embossing powder. I think silver looks best with Night of Navy, but the copper showed up better. And, well, I LOVE copper! We stamped and embossed the Flurry of Wishes stamps on Night of Navy Cardstock. Then we covered a scrap of Night of Navy Cardstock in Versamark and embossed it with our choice of embossing powder. We repeated that two times, and then the last time, we stamped the double snowflake in the hot, melted powder. (Tip: Be sure to ink your stamp with VersaMark first; this helps it to be released from the hot powder – kind of like using a pan spray when you’re cooking.) Then we punched the flakes with the Show Flurry Punch – and — DONE!
This is a wonderful technique – and you can use it with so many different stamps. Give it a try!
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