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Sometimes I feel like I should put just as much energy into cleaning my house as I do with my art.  And I ask myself why don't I?  What is this need for me to create?  I guess the simple answer would be, "It is what I do."  

Like the story of the poisonous spider and the man (The Spider and the Sage) who saves the spider but gets stung every is what they do.  The spider stings and the man saves.

I had this Mardi Gras wreath since after Katrina in 2005.  Since then it has lost its life, lost its  vibrancy.  The wreath used to be a vibrant purple, now it's yellow and the beads are all faded.  That does not say Mardi Gras to me.  It says, "BLAGH!"  

Mardi Gras is about COLOR and King cake of course!
I thought to myself that this would have to go in the trash and I would have to go out and buy one.  I don't know if it's age or what but I said to myself, "self, why not just replace the ribbon and re glitter the hat, and the mask?".  So that's what I did.

Looks like a King Cake.
Oops.  I ran out of ribbon but don't fret!  That's where I'll put the bow and mask.  Shh!  Don't tell anyone!
I always have fun glittering!  I used tacky glue and spread it everywhere I want the purple at and then just dump purple glitter on.  
Voila!  Finished with the hat and the mask.  Now to position everything on the wreath.
So if you can, Recycle and Reuse!  
It was nice not to throw it away.  I'm sure we will get another 7 years out of this old baby yet.  

So much for letting go, huh?
Hope you have a happy Sunday and a GREAT CARNIVAL season!


  1. that came out great! and i love the carnival skelly too!

  2. Merci! I had a blast giving it a face lift.


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