Welcome to One world one heart event 2011

It is time!
 The world is a small place and it is going to get even smaller

Sunday, January 30, 2011
Welcome to my little blog where magic and whimsy happens.

OWOH 2011!

The kettle is always on ready for visits from the faeries in my garden and friends in blog land, so pull up a chair and sit while.

My name is Wendy and I live in the States with my family but I was born in a small rural village in Leicestershire..

 I  love playing with paper  (Okay I confess, I have a paper addiction) and paints, but also fabric..

but I also try my hand at soldering charms, digital art, altered art and making and trading ATC ( artist trading cards)

I also write.. it's a wonder I have anytime to do housework but I do.  I live in a house full of males, husband , two teen aged sons and a male dachshund,  Do I need to say more? The only female input is from my other sweet female dachshund  Willow... and she will say yes to everything if there's a treat around.

Well thank you for coming for a visit , come back anytime the kettle will be on and maybe next time the faeries will visit too.

Oh wait! before you go please leave me a comment to be entered in the drawing to win this.

A fabric wall hanging

UPDATE: the faeries came over last night  saying that because I have so many comments now I should add another door prize. I never argue with the faeries so I will put another name out to win this

One of my altered faerie tins
The drawing will be on February 17th
 remember to leave a blog address or email address so I can contact you... have fun at the other parties

Hugs Wendy


Good things should be shared......

OH I DID IT AGAIN....What did I do again, I hear you ask...okay I'll tell you, I talked a friend in to starting a blog.... and trading ATC.

My friend Cindy who has the most beautiful garden and it doesn't have any flowers in bloom yet.... but  boy it is so pretty even with nothing blooming.

Has listened to me going on and on about my love for trading ATC  and my blog...SO today after working out she asked if I would help her set up a blog..... and now she has one and I can't wait for her to post photos of that wonderful garden and yes she even wants to try ATC trading.....   

Now you all know what it like to only have one follower so please go see her...  http://cindyrosesgarden.blogspot.com       Maybe we can convince her to join the Blissfull ATC swap.

The tea cup faerie

A piece of art for you to take to put on your blog... click on the image to save to your computer... A big thank you to Karen at  the graphics fairy for the copyright free images.

Valentine heart holder giveaway

As part of my Tuesday tutorial for Jo Anne at
 Vintage dragonfly.

 I 'm going to offer the holder I made as a giveaway with some goodies included....an vintage hanky, A cabinet card and a vintage valentine card...And some other goodies... to make your day... so how do you win ? I know you are asking.....

It is simple just leave a comment on this post telling me what is your favorite valentine candy?.... I love the sweet hearts myself, but I don't say no to chocolate too... Joanne will announce the winner on next week (February 1st)Tuesday tutorial....and go check JoAnna and my Tuesday tutorial.



If you go down into the faerie woods tonight, watch where you stand, and never eat any of their food...

I used elements from a digital kit called before the first snow by Lorie Davison

Friday foto collage

Miss Peggy Gatto , the wonderful and talented digital artist we all know has started a new challenge blog
Call Friday Foto Collage .http://fridayfotocollage.blogspot.com Where she's posted beautiful photos for you to use in your art work and then link back to her ... she had this wonderful photo posted .

Isn't she pretty! but I have a new thing about art dolls I have never made one so this was a good chance for me to try out a digital picture.. the images on all my digital work are from Studio Gypsy and Studio Tangie

My Faux frozen Charlotte Fairy

I don't know if you've noticed but you can't swing a cat around the blogging community these days without seeing frozen Charlotte's everywhere. They are the most sort after crafting element. But have you looked how much they cost, and that if you can get them, I have been outbid so many times that I was starting to get cross.. So being the kind person who looks at everything trying to figure out how it's made and what they used . I set about making a frozen Charlotte .. I'm not going to called it, that name because I don't want you to think that this is one of the frozen Charlotte dug up from a China Doll factories in Germany.  This is my Faux frozen Vicky named after one of the children I used to nanny for all those years ago.

She is made from the oven-baked clay her face is taken from a real frozen Charlotte I received in a swap ....but rest is moulded by me.... the feet and hands are not perfect I am not a clay artist...but it my first and they will get better.

Love is in the air

It's been a busy few days around here ... the snow has melted and at last and I can't tell you how pleased I am about that...... I can get to the post office but heck I then realised I don't have the swaps  ready to mail out so it's been rush , rush  today so I can get to the post office after dropping to boys off at school ....

The "will you be my valentine swap" hosted by creative wing http://creativewingsboutique.blogspot.com/

Here's what I'm sending..... I have to say I have really enjoyed putting this together and I can't wait to see what goodies come back....we had to send fifteen small Valentine themed goodies and one tag. This is my tag... 

 also I have finished my heart for the heart swap hosted by Debbie at  http://mosaicmagpie.blogspot.com/

  I don't know who will get my heart but  I hope they love it.

I'm getting back now to work on my tutorial for Joanne at vintage dragonfly. I am doing next Tuesdays tutorial ( 25th)on how to make a Valentine heart pocket ... so watch out for the details.  I'm having a give away too.

Oh yes don't forget to check out this week Tutorial  at http://vintagedragonfly.blogspot.com/

Hugs Wendy 

Take a word Challenge..... Butterflies

The challenge word for this week at take a word  is Butterflies.
Don't you just love this quote, it is so true. If you'd like to see more go to http://takeaword.blogspot.com/

War of the Wardrobe

This is on of those long, bleak January days when I have a tendency to do too little and think too much.  I believe that the purpose of January ( the month named for the god who looks both back into the past and forward into the future) is to exactly that, to figure out where we are in the New Year. I believe we need to draw from the past to forge the future,otherwise, how do we know where we're going if we don't know where we've been? And so, on this gray, cold day, I have been warming my imagination by sorting myself out, trying once again, to identify who I am...and I still don't know, to be honest. It's not due to a lack of trying, it's just that I find that I am composed of so many things, that I have a difficult time saying," Oh, I'm.......". One of the wondrous mysteries of life is that we are constantly and ever changing just like the stuff we are made up of: our opinions and beliefs are as fluid as the molecules that spin at varying speeds to create our reality.

On this day that the trees outside are shivering and clattering because of ice-covered branches, when the sky is a shade of lavender-gray just because it is Winter, when my fingers tingle from the cold, I am wondering who I am and how I present myself to the world. The Who-I-Am part is constantly in flux, but the how I present myself part needs work, especially in the physical realm. Is it understandable that say I am happy but not satisfied? I don't usually give that much thought to my wardrobe, what I am about  is clean, properly fitting and comfortable. I have been in stasis  in the attractive segment, because the Darkness of depression whispers in my ear, " Why bother?" a bit more than I would like to hear these days. Why bother indeed: I am dressing only for myself, and there is a part of me that says," Be thankful just to have clothing. No one is looking at you anyway. There are more important things than how you look."

If I were a little more morally centered, I might take this high road of austerity and be happy to dress like Gandhi in sackcloth and sandals . I am not. There is one part of me that battles with another that caring how one looks is egotistical, and then there is the voice that occasionally jumps in and reminds me, " Part of who you are is how you look, and it took you many years of self-examination to decide what you liked about yourself.Whatever happened to that?" Whatever, indeed...

My everyday style has degraded to All American Frump: a pair of pull on pants and an over-sized sweater.
It's warm, economical (usually from the thrift store) and totally shapeless, in that it covers everything up-all of me. And there is a lot of me to cover up nowadays, not that I have ever been tiny: I am, according to whoever does the size portioning at Jones of New York a Misses Petite, the politically correct way of saying that I am
round and height challenged, or short and fat. It wasn't always like this, I used to like dressing up and looking smart, and for a while I worked in the Women's Department at Macy's, where customers would come in and remark," I wish I could look like you." It was great for my self-esteem, believe me. The secret to my wardrobe success was basic wardrobe components correctly proportioned and accessorized-jewelry, scarves, belts, shoes with heels (which I can no longer wear.) I knew what colors were popular and what colors I looked good in and could pull it together.

Those were the days, my friends....

Today I am fortunate if I can pull myself out of bed. Together? Pull what together? Nothing matches anymore.The clothing I bought just for me, in styles that were complimentary, are a memory-gone. I jettisoned a lot of them when I made the move a few years ago because I figured clothing was something expendable. Frankly all of the clothing I liked, the stuff that defined me, had been stored while I was taking my little side trip into Homelessness. I was promised that the would be there when I was ready to resume my life....

Lesson One: Trust only yourself. The day I went to retrieve my belongings- that I was promised were safely stored- I found not only were many boxes missing (Oh, you were REALLY coming back for those?) but that the boxes that remained had been opened and picked through...and my carefully created wardrobe was gone ("Oh, I guess your stuff got mixed in with the stuff for the Good Will.") My things were gone, and with it, so I felt, was I.

I had spent a year trying to get myself back together after  selling  my house, moving across the state,the trauma of  being assaulted and tail-spinning into a horrific depression, and loosing the apartment I was so proud of because I had sunk a considerable amount of money into making it mine.  The last blow I could take was loosing my outer identity, and now it was all a memory. I had spent so long figuring out my personal style and I looked good, I felt, for the first time in my life. I had pretty clothing that made me feel pretty,damn it.
I had even dared to walk into Hot Topic and buy a beautiful long black goth gown that I intended to wear for rituals...and it was now nowhere to be found, along with the glamorous beaded and chiffon maroon evening gown and the creamy two piece formal suit with the beaded jacket I'd worn at the Grammy's five years earlier. Double damn...they even took my clerical shirts, and who would possibly want them?

I am sitting here at the end of a long, bleak January day mourning the loss of my hard-earned wardrobe-of all the things I loved that were such a part of me-and I am feeling very ugly and stupid for trusting other people who made promises they didn't keep...and I don't know why, because it solves nothing.

Janus, the god of the past and future looks at Time both ways, and here and now, so will I. I have looked back long enough, felt guilty and dumb and ugly long enough. Tomorrow I am going to throw away the clothing I absolutely loathe- the All American Frump collection. I will keep a couple of pairs of pants and a few shirts to do yard work in and crafts, the rest is GOING TO THE TRASH. I may be naked when I finish, but I am going to start looking like me again ( and I will look even more like me when my damn hair grows out that I cut way too short after the Darkness whispered in my ear about how hideous it looked. Score one for the Darkness, it looks even worse now, just what he wanted.)

Tomorrow-or maybe even tonight-there is going to be a search and destroy mission taking place in my dressers and storage boxes, and there is going to be a big bag of rags in the garbage...and with any luck at all, I am going to be free of the funk that I've felt about my looks, bit by bit....because damn it, I DO CARE WHAT I LOOK LIKE EVEN IF NO ONE ELSE DOES, and if that makes me sound superficial and egotistical, so be it. It's the War on the Wardrobe, baby...and I'm going to take me back!

I have always wanted to try.....

It Friday again, time flies when you are having fun , although a fun week is not what I call this week but I have spend time with the boys and that is a blessing in it's self..... I also had lots of time to try new crafts I have always wanted to have a go at...

 A fabric cuff and also I have wanted to try to make a postcard..    

 The idea came from just Lilla  at http://justlilla.blogspot.com/ hers are beautiful and she said they could be mailed but I don't think I will risk trying.. but they would be fun to sent in a padded envelope...Anyway the snow is melting at last... I am dying to get out of the house and I see a trip to Micheal's in the foreseeable future...

aRT CReATIoNS fRIdAY Challenge #100

It is Friday again and here is the image with have to play around with this week.....
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