I started off just covering the pages in the colours I think of in December... I must admit I got to this stage and wondered if anyone would know what was going through my head but Devvie walked past and went "cool, Christmas pages!" So either she is as batty as her Mum or they look someway like Christmas. I included some Christmas postal stamps I've been hoarding.
Trying to give the feel of Christmas baubles...
Toning it all down with some white gesso and the brayer... (Snow perhaps?)
Finally some more colour, some swirls of Glossy Accents and a spritz of glimmer mist (Perfect Pearls) for that Christmas glow.
The journalling overleaf details how December will always be Christmas. Even though it's not the same these days - not when you don't wake up to the smell of your Mum's cooking. But how I try and recreate those smells and feelings for my girls - I've also detailed a few Christmas memories... the year my Mum gave my Dad a right rollicking for eating an entire plate of fairy cakes and then, when the dog pooped out the wrappers, still refused to apologise because it's something he would have done! Or the year my sister and I heard a racket in the middle of the night - crept downstairs and caught my parents mid-Sega wars. They had been unwrapping the Sega Mega Drive every night, playing each other and re-wrapping it before morning in hopes of gaining an advantage over us on Christmas Day! Rotters! And the year my film watching was forever changed when my sister and I watched The Labyrinth for the first time ever - stretched out on our parents bed, watching the dodgy old portable and being completely gob-smacked by this glorious film...
Yes, even though our Christmas change over the years and people can no longer be with us. December will always mean Christmas. And love. And laughter.
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