Journaling with photos.

Border images by Dyan's Downloads

Spray inks by Altered Originals

The word 'play' by Nancy Baumiller at www.deviantscrap.com

There's a story behind this journal page. A while ago I was playing around at an Art Journal play day at my fave place Art from the Heart when Dyan just happened to mention she had been snooping in an antique shop and spotted a pair of fabulous vintage rubber glove moulds. In the end she didn't buy them because (I think I'm right in saying this) she bought a vintage Union Jack flag instead and couldn't have both. *sigh* sometimes us girls have difficult decisions to make.

Anyway, it caught my attention because they sounded right up my street. I mentioned it to my lovely husband, who snuck out in secret and got them for my birthday. WOOP WOOP! Ir's not everyone can say they got vintage rubber glove moulds for their birthday :-) So, Dyan didn't get them but now she knows they have gone to a good home where they will be loved LOL!

Of course I couldn't resist the opportunity to add them to a journal page. This is how it looked before I added any journaling. Just get those luscious Altered Originals dribbles!! :

Here's how the hands look on my shelf with some of the rest of my vintage junk treasure. I'm not sure if this is their final resting place - I haven't altogether ruled out hanging them from the ceiling!

Here's the photo I took and then cut up to use for the journal page. It's here on Flickr if you'd like to use it in your art.

It's been a very busy week. I had my birthday, my son had a teaparty and a sleepover for his birthday (amazingly, they DID actually do the sleep part of the sleepover so I was a very happy Mummy), and today we had a BBQ for the family to celebrate the birthdays. We showed true British grit, and sat out in the rain, eating our BBQ food, refusing to be put off by the persistant North Yorksire drizzle. I bought a new BBQ and it was coming out today whatever the weather LOL!! It's ok though, if it really threw it down with rain, I planned to send my husband out to BBQ while I shouted instructions from the kitchen window. The BBQ is a boys' job.

This week is looking a little less busy (although our schools don't break up till Friday) so I'm planning on treating myself to a little blog-hopping. I'll be seeing ya!