WOYWW 170 ~ Pressed Flower Card, Pardeux

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I apologize in advance, but I'm reporting on a process and so my post today is very long and photo heavy and sub lime ~ some might say sub lemonal ~ but you can just peek in and out and move along.  S'cool.

 

 

If you only visit me on Wednesdays, at first glance my desk looks like I did nothing all week.  Not so, dearies.  It all got put away from last Wednesday, other cards got made, and then, well . . . let's back up a bit.

Psst, if you want to hop off the Dippy Train and go visit other workdesks, this would be a good time.

 

If you want to ride through to the end of the line, first, a quick reminder:  I recently inherited the pressed flower collection that belonged to Rae, my friend and neighbor for 30 years, who passed away over 5 years ago.  Last week, I made my first pressed flower card, which would have been difficult to mail to anyone.  My blogfriend, Redanne, suggested that I frame my card as a keepsake, which I thought was a fantastic idea.

 

So while I was out and about last Saturday, I found a frame that I thought might be deep enough to work.  The only problem was that it was for a new baby, with three cutouts for two photos (maybe of feets and hands) and one sentiment.  In order to use it, I needed to make another card, which I did yesterday:

 

I have to say I'm enjoying this.  I turned the little ferns backwards because I loved the yellow color on the "wrong" side.
 

Next, I spent some time removing that hard cardboard leaning part screwed into the back of the frame since it was a table-top frame, not a wall frame.

[Aside:  Did you know the author of "Fifty Shades of Gray" also designed the backs of cheap table-top picture frames?  Just saying.] 

I then nailed one of those teeny picture hookies to the top of the frame and cleaned the glass.  Oh, and I made a sentiment for the third compartment.  Then, finally, I moved my bulletin board over a scotch to make space for my new memorial art where I could look up from my desk and see it, like so:

 

 

Here is a close-up of the sentiment:

 

 

Cool, huh?  I apologize for the glare on the glass, but there are windows everywhere (praise be).  I need to get a piece of non-glare glass.

 

I put away the hammer and level, cleaned off my desk, and while doing so, I kept glancing up at my new artwork and pretty soon I found myself tilting my head a lot in that erhn? way that dogs do, when they are trying to speak a question, but they can only use their eyes. Something wasn't quite right.  Hmmmm?  Lots of hmmmming and tilting.  Then, AHA! 

 

Down came the frame, everything was unhooked and untaped, and boy, was it taped well, and then it was retaped and rehooked and rehung and Fang Shaway was once again restored to the Playhouse, like so:

 

 

Can you spot the difference?

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I can't get them side-by-side without messing with the margins on the whole blog, but you get the idea.  Is it just my eye, or does the lower photo look more pleasing to your eye?  Or does the inserted card on the left now look upside down after you've seen it the other way?  You can be honest.  I'm trying to learn here.

 

Here is a final close-up of it sitting on the floor where there were no windows for glare.  I still managed to get the glare of the flash, duh, but it's a less murky picture. 

 

I mean it's not perfect; it would look tons better if the one on the left had the same matting as the one on the right, but you know, it's all about the flowers and I'm happy with how it turned out for a beginner.  I have to say it was a nice break from my normal card crafting. 

 

I should email a picture of it to Rae's daughter, the one who gave me the flowers, so she can share it with her four siblings and their father, Jerry.  However, as I'm typing this, I'm thinking again.  Better yet, I will take it over to Jerry so he can put it up on his wall in the retirement residence, where it can remind him of Rae every time he looks at it. 

 

Thank you so much, Annie, for your encouragement and advice!  I think together we will end up making one sweet old guy very, very happy!

 

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Thank you, too, if you've stayed with me all the way to the depot!  If you ever get the opportunity to work with pressed flowers, go for it.  It's so pretty in real life!

 

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