I did post these pages before, but I added a few things -- now they're officially finished.
Tuesday, May 6, 2008
Faces of the World (Altered Book) - Waris Dirie
Faces of the World (Altered Book) - Daniel Pearl
And if you haven't read Mariane Pearl's account of this, A Mighty Heart -- it's a difficult but worthy read.
Faces of the World (Altered Book) - The Sixties
Here are my pages in my first book in my altered book round robin! These are for Cher's book - whose theme is 'FACES OF THE WORLD'. 
As you may already know, the Doors bailed on Woodstock at the last minute, but Jim Morrison is SUCH a face of that time period, not to mention totally hot -- I had to include him. 
Inserts - front side.
Inserts - back side.
Monday, May 5, 2008
Tagged (by Jeri!)
Oh my -- I am to bask in my weirdness -- six oddball things about myself. [Only six? (hee hee)]
1. I haaaAAAAaate it when something clings to my hands, like a sliver of paper or plastic, or spider webs, or just something that won't shake off or let go.
2. I can't fall asleep if there is a TV or radio on -- my mind won't stop trying to follow the dialogue of a show, or listening to see if the next song is a good one!
3. I don't vaccuum. Period. Ever. (This could explain why 98% of our house is tile.)
4. I have huge hands, and I can't 'fold' my fingers together to get a bangle bracelet on. Most normal bracelets and watches don't fit -- if I wear them at all, I have to wear either the cuff or stretchie kind.
5. If I were a rich wench, I'd have a full time masseuse.
6. I believe (seriously) in mermaids.
Monthly Mingle: Wings
My online group's monthly theme is wings. I found this background technique in the current issue of Stamper's Sampler -- watercolor paper, Tim Holtz distress ink (straight outta the refill bottle) ... dribble ink on paper, spritz with water, let dry, make art.
Sunday, May 4, 2008
Thank You Cards
My Lovely Mother asked me to make her some cards, various themes, for use with her friends -- thank you's, thinking of you, happy day -- that sort of thing! I am just hilarious -- I pored over several Paper Craft and Stampington mags, putting post-its on the pages -- but when it comes time to 'copy' the card idea? F'get it. I canNOT do a card like the one I'm looking at. I end up on a whole different street in a completely different city! eesh. What a deviant! But goodness, I had fun. Below are the cards I actually finished -- I want to do 10 of each for Mom. 
My favorite. Front and envelope. 
Inside. 
This stamp is one of my most cherished! 
Inside. 
Got some new papers from the Cherry Arte line (through www.stamp-diner.com) ... had to use one!
The inside.
Saturday, May 3, 2008
Friday, May 2, 2008
Rome Poem
For the last 7 days, I've been working on Rome layouts in an altered book for a round robin group I'm in ... all the imagery, & memories of my own trip there and to Tuscany, inspired this poem. I may or may not include it in the altered book.
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Rome will confiscate your voice,
but magnify your vision:
too much, so much, all this!
If you let it,
Rome especially will
amplify your hearing to
invoke a melody of then, & now.
Time as you know it is erased in Roman light --
the sun shimmering on 2,000 year old walls, &
the same sun glinting off the windshields of
myriad tooting scooters,
the all-encompassing sun that
sees not only you,
but the presence of all those
who came before,
still alive in the light-shapes
surrounding you,
& reflecting you, & illuminating you.
And if you hear voices, it is not lunacy.
In Rome, you are standing at one of the
global portals where eras intersect --
and "now" becomes whatever you see,
and what (because of it) your mind &
imagination then conjure --
perhaps the hot breath of chariot horses
mingling with the steam of
fresh coffee in chilled dawn air;
the final accusatory cries of Julius Caeser
somehow harmonizing with an
Armani-suited businessman on his cell phone;
the pastry recipe you choose for lunch
seasoned with the lineage of all the women
who passed it down to,
and through,
the one serving you.
If you hear voices,
you are the exceptional guest --
not like most tourists
gliding over surfaces with their
itineraries & maps & cameras,
losing themselves in explanatory brochures
wordy with facts & figures,
instead of in the ART
everywhere before their eyes --
the sculpture-river-sun-eyes-angels-
arches-gold-gestures-echoes-tastes-
clouds-stone-statues-markets-courtyards-
shawls-suits-alleys-iron keys-pasta-
heels-espresso-pastry bliss
that is the flavor of Rome for
those who SEE & LISTEN,
the patient and the open-hearted.
Rome wants you to
stand on the Spanish Steps & see
not only the immediate,
but the cumulative sights,
to hear not just the traffic
& the tour guides but
the collective stories,
still told, still resounding --
everywhere,
everywhere,
to touch the edges of a community well and
feel your palm overlaying the imprints of
10,000 similiar dreamers who paused there --
for a sip, to draw up a bucket, to ask after
the welfare of a neighbor.
If you let it,
Rome will commend you to a vastness only
comprehended through soul-listening,
by means of sensory contact, via
visceral connection of yourself to
all who were.
Your eyes meet theirs;
your fingertips touch;
your pulses join.
If you hear voices, you have been
singled out and welcomed,
and you are invited to
join your voice with
the others in the
endless,
ongoing
song
that IS
Rome.
Toni Brown
May 2, 2008
Thursday, May 1, 2008
I Need Wild Water / Me and Dad
These two pages go together.
My message from the Universe today says, "Sometimes not knowing what you want, Antonia, is enough to go on. Sure beats waiting around for an epiphany, huh? After you, The Universe" For now, I'm applying this to my relationship with my Dad.
Ciera Rocks her First Grade Photo!
Please! How cute is this little woman! And can you see where my animal print influence comes from?
Isn't that dimple in her chin just da Bomb!
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