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There is a cobalt sky behind the window, and a well-known house with a red door. Colourful lights hung on a curtain rod shine with peace. Its glow is reflected in the chocolate cup saucer.
I take out a small table and blue chopping board on it. Next to it, on the sofa, there are old magazines, extraordinary papers, scraps, and a pencil case with liners, scissors, and glue.
I discover a little girl in myself
This year, my December cards are fairy-tale, but also very simple. Because I am a girl who flies with a balloon into the skies of imagination. Then I am landing down on a snowy field with my buddy – a pink moon. I breath in a world cut out of paper and feelings.
A typewriter by the turquoise ocean, so I can tap a letter to my friend. The rocks in the distance delight with Persian pink.
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All recycled
This time I did not buy anything to make cards, not even glue. My cards are often recycled. But this time I really learned from the idea of Ciara, who always creates from what she has around her. I observe that this method awakens my imagination incredibly. Because when you have little, you start looking around, seeing, trying new ideas, stopping afraid.
I used a Japanese paper bag with a piece of tape. There is also a fragrant of Tokyo, and mind of Paulina, who gave me this with a card as a gift. From a beautiful paper painted in Japan, I cut out the shape of a house, stuck ginkgo trees on it, and placed a girl, the main theme of my December. A cardboard tag from pairs underpants was also useful, because there was a funny fox painted by designer Fennela Smith who creates patterns on utility items (panties, socks, bags).
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Colour, spark, volatility
Because the glimpses we catch at this point will fly away quickly. So I learn to waste, day by day, but not with tears in my eyes, but with acceptance and gratitude that everything flows charmingly like a river. And I am a girl on a fluffy cloud. Trees and stars above me. Seconds and colours ahead of me. Sometimes a cat’s striped tail also slips and tickles my nose.
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What do you make for your Chrstmas this year?