How to have a meltdown

At the request of another quilting art friend, I have decided to post the makings of one of my postcards that I had entered into the art card event. It was a fun process and can be quite addicting in experimentation. Below are the steps I did to make the post card. I am missing a few steps but you will soon figure it out when I explain it. I started with drawing out a design on a recycled tyvek envelope that I marked with a water soluable marker. Then I cut out a peltex piece post card size and fused on black fabric as my background. (a step not photographed) I laid the tyvek on top and stitched through all layers. Then I used Dye Na Flo and colored in the areas with a mop brush. I let it dry and then took a heat gun and melted away as much as I wanted to and even some as much as I didn't want to! lol (Notice I was too busy melting away to get a photo of this step!) I also melted angelina between teflon sheets and cut out any extra designs I wanted to add and stitched them with metallic thread. Lastly I fused crystals on and satin stitched the edges with rayon thread. I entitled this piece Galactic Melt down.

A few extra feet

I have enjoyed having the granddaughters here the past week. They are such a joy in my life and I miss them terribly when they live 4 hours away. They have had a lot of fun playing with iphoto and computer programs, a wonderful oppertunity that they have now compared to when I went to school. We also had the best time dyeing and couldn't resist tie dyeing so that we would have matching tshirts and socks. It's hard to believe how tall that they have gotten as well as the size of their feet! Kitana, the youngest, wears a size 7 shoe. It's the same size as I wear! She will be 11 this month. The other two, Hayley who is 14 wears a 9 in shoes and Kristal who just turned 16 this past week wears a size 11 shoe! Just how did they get so big? I remember when I was 21 and I wore a size 5 1/2 shoe. At 52, I wear a size 7. I can't imagine the granddaughters when they get to be my age! Unfortunate of all, gone are the days of the pitter patter of little feet, sigh!