I'd been wanting to create vintage French paper ephemeral so that I could incorporate vintage into some of my modern vessels. The glass jar, a large one now has an old, new, look. Do you like it?
This is how I did it...
Pick and choose an old image and print it on brown paper. I have a supply of French Dur-O-Tone paper that I use to wrap soap so I used what was available. If you wish you use the same paper you can find it here. I also believe I've seen similar brown paper at all the craft stores. The French paper has a slightly different hue that I prefer over the craft store brand.
After I printed and transferred the design I ran it under the faucet and allowed it to get completely wet. Then while the paper was still wet I dabbed some instant coffee on and gently rubbed it with a paint brush. I allowed it to dry completely and then tore some of the edges. I glued it onto the glass jar and rubbed to make sure and get bubbles out.
The rose pine cones. That's what I've always called them. When Julie and I visited our friend in Washington she had the momma tree in her garden. The rosy cones fall freely from the tree. She had saved one for each of us. We treasure the faraway wood cones. Wood! Huh, here we go again!
Linen, oh linen, you're my all time favorite cloth! The linen stockings that hang from the fireplace mantle are dear to my heart. Each stocking is created with vintage trims and a variety of unique buttons. Isn't it cool how one little addition can create a soulful piece? I love the wood buttons! I'm attched to wood lately...
A big box of preserved Juniper arrived a couple of days ago. This stuff is amazing to work with. First, it produces a fresh cut Christmas tree scent and second it looks yummy just plopped here and there. Customers love it and it's wood!
Sparkly white lights intertwine and enhance vintage wicker dress forms. I collect the forms. One of my favorite things...
Julie commented yesterday how the gray day really looks like winter. I repled, I like it! I moved the kittys bed in front of the shop fireplace and turned on Christmas music and sang along while wrapping holiday soaps. Aggie didn't have to say a word, I knew exactly what she wanted. Soon after I capured this shot, I made up her little wicker bed in front of the fireplace.
Beams of sunshine hitting the old wood floor and Aggie favoring the tiny warm spot, hint, hint human.
I'm off to speak at a womans group later and I have oodles of holiday soap to wrap.
Jill & Jules radio show approaches next Friday and I'm pondering, decided to make the next two shows holiday shows. I had Dwight, our farmers market manager, (aka voice over guy) record some Christmas jollies and yes, I did request that he say Christmas! Quite frankly, that's what it is. Always speak the truth.
Enjoy caring and sharing holidays.
Warmly,
Jill 00
