Recently, it occurred to me that I hadn't spent all my Christmas craft money yet, so I went a bit crazy.
These are just two of the orders, both from Ellen Hutson. Gina K and Impress Rubber Stamps both shipped orders for me today. Yay!
I plan on having fun...assuming I will ever again have time to sit in my craft space and make something. Things have been just a little crazy around here. Not bad, just crazy.
A few months ago, I got fed up with taking pictures with four pieces of card stock propped against each other as backdrops, so I cobbled together a virtually no-cost light box. It's working pretty well for shooting cards. The photos require less photo editing because the light is better.
A cardboard box with one side cut away serves as the base for my light box, which is lined with smooth Bristol board paper that I had lying around, although I would have preferred to use lighter-weight paper. The top is ordinary white tissue paper that softens and filters the light pretty well. Everything is held together with masking tape, but I used some left-over carpet tape to secure the draped sheet that curves from the top-back of the box to the bottom-front.
The light is provided by two desk Ott lamps positioned on either side.
I'm NOT a professional!!! But, this nearly-free box is easier to use and gives better results in my opinion than my previous method of creating a temporary "box" of four sheets of card stock propped against each other.
If you just play around, you could easily make your own version. When I find some good, white wrapping paper, I'm going to replace the Bristol board, which isn't quite as white as I'd like.
But it's good enough for government work, as my husband says.
Random Funny Story: Years ago, when my husband was stationed in Wichita, Kansas, we stepped out of a Barnes and Noble to see a pair of teenage boys cruising the parking lot. One hung out the window, saw me, and shouted, "Book-worm bitch!"
I cannot make this stuff up. Book-worm bitch. My husband and I cracked up.
Today, my book club considered naming our group Book-Worm Bitches. But we're not bitches, so we decided not to. When I told George, he said, "Just call it Book-Worm Babes." I'll propose that when we re-convene in September.
You'll sleep better tonight knowing this.