I hadn't done a collage in while, so this week I got out my Mod Podge, pried the stuck cap off, and made this with a bunch of fabric scraps. I resisted the urge to stick a dinosaur in there. Then I made this:
A sewing box. I still need to do something with the inside. I have a few more in the works. I never know how they'll end up when I start them. Actually, I don't even know what I'm going to do with them all when they're done. At least they'll be more interesting looking than plain wooden boxes (which I scored at an HGTV garage sale last spring).
I also finished up a few personalized commissions.
For that last one I actually cut into my vintage embroidered linens. My customer wanted soft dainty colors and I looked through my fabric and realized that most of what I have is BRIGHT and obnoxious. So I opened up my suitcase-o-stitched-linens and started cutting. I can't just save these things forever. I have to use them. And now that I made those first cuts I have to use the rest of them.
I'm sorry ladies-who-labored-over-these-for-hours-many-years-ago, but some of them were stained in places and I just cut out the good parts. Besides, your heirs didn't want them - they sold them to me for way too cheap at your estate sale. It's either this, or have them stuck in some box in an attic somewhere. Or worse - thrown out with the trash. I don't mean to disrespect your handiwork by cutting it up. I want it to live on! I hereby give future generations permission to cut up my stuff too if it means kokoleo will live on after I'm gone.