Altered Art

For me, mastering altered art has been, and I’m sure will continue to be, a bit like really really wanting to master a foreign language but just….not…..quite….getting it!

It seems that I try and I try and usually things don’t turn out as I had hoped. 

I realize that it’s seeing things “outside of the box” as it were.

So….a new plan.  I’ll begin gathering my elements all in one place.

I don’t really have many.  Yet.

And see how I might best use them.

Vintage lace, a little drink umbrella, digital art.

Rusty metal and lace.  You can’t beat that combination.

Words and numbers.  Love ‘em!

 

More altered images.

My favorite saying.  Love that font that I found in Photo Shop!

And one old faded framed print that I found at my mother’s.

And here you have it!  I cut off the top of his crown in this pic.  Darn it. 

I still have to spray paint the frame cream (it’s presently an ugly brown) and distress it a little.  But it’s raining like CRAZY here today so that will have to wait. 

I think he turned out pretty cute for one of my first projects.  It’s a learning experience.  Much like decorating, I’m trying to remember to combine different shapes, sizes, elements, and textures, for the best look.  It’s HARD!  (insert whine here)

Speaking of different textures, I got the “wild hair” to shred some vintage paper yesterday.  I found my oldest, rattiest, Readers Digest book and tore out about a third of it.  WOW!   I couldn’t believe how much shredded paper I ended up with!  COOL!

I used it here.

And here.

And here.

And here.  What a mega cheap great filler!  You’d think I’d never heard of the idea before. :)

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Friday was my Mother’s birthday.  Our first without her.  My amazingly sweet daughter brought ME a gift!

Isn’t she the cutest picture!  I am totally embarrassed to say that I can’t remember the artists name.  But not so embarrassed that I would get up off of my lazy rear-end, go downstairs, and look.  Just be in’ honest here!

Heather said she didn’t see what the saying were until afterwards.  How perfect could it have been?

“believe in healing”

I hung her in my entry on my pale lime green walls.  Perfect!

Thank you soooooo much Heather!  You’re the best daughter ever! 

Have a wonderful week!

Denise