Seems I've used a lot of processing on this one: LightRoom, PhotoShop, and Corel. Hope to do more in this style. Not only do I get to use the programs I love, I get to incorporate vintage photos, ephemera, brushes, and texture.
Every week I wonder what the heck am I going to create this week? I often sit here looking at a blank screen without a thought in my head. My heart has a mini panic and then I think of something. Very strange, I know.
Quite some time ago I folded some pages from an old book and tucked them into a paper bag to photograph them. Recently I untucked a couple pages, cut them, rolled them, then let them gently unroll themselves. Ta-Da - paper roses.
I love the feel of vintage papers, the brown edges, how easiliy it tears, the smell, etc. What I find hard to envision is that vintage papers, or even paper, is becoming obsolete.
Where would I be without my books? Reading on my iPad, I suppose :-)
I have an old medical journal, hard bound book, that is falling apart. It has a beautiful blue marbled paper cover. The title is ARS MEDICI, 1947. It is written enitirely in french. Today I took some of the pages, folded them loosely, stapled the ends to secure them, and tucked them into a shallow brown paper bag. I set the bag of folded papers on my work table in the morning sun and I thought it was beautiful!
You know what these old book pages are like. The edges are brown with age, almost brittle. The pages have such a wonderfully aged gradient from the inside crease of creamy tan to the outside where the light turned the edges a soft brown.