here it is…

…the box that i made to collect my valentines…

 

 

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our second journey, part ten…gig harbor, wa…

brunch was over and my friend was gone and that was that. i reached into my pocket and felt something familiar. it was the art project that i so happily created for her the valentine’s day before last…so 2016.

the paper was very soft and delicate. the project was tie dyed hearts of different sizes and colors made from coffee filters. it was a throw back or homage to our texting valentine’s day “date.” we imagined the date and “talked” about it.

it all started because she was talking about how times used to be. she waxed nostalgic about handmade paper valentines and kids having boxes to receive them in. she had me imagine finding a very particular valentine.

it was a handmade paper heart…decorated with yarn and ribbon and sparkly glitter. i “opened” it and it said, “will you be my valentine?” it had three words with three boxes inside. the words were yes, no, or maybe so.

i imagined the card and how special and honored i would feel to have received it. i was instructed to check the appropriate box and give it back to her. i thought about it for a moment and then wholeheartedly checked “yes.”

so anyway, three of the nine hearts that i made had words on them “yes,” “no,” and “maybe so.” all of them traveled with me from montana to nevada to gig harbor…across the country to niagara falls (the site of jim and pam’s wedding).

i felt those hearts that were carefully folded up in my pocket. i brought them with me to give to her. i made them for her and thought that she should have them. not as anything other than a purely platonic gift.

however, i held back…something stopped me. i didn’t know what it was at the time or even for months later. a few days ago it occurred to me that those hearts are now a part of me. i didn’t give them away because they’re mine.

they are mine. i have carried them with me. they are a part of me. this journey has changed me profoundly. they belong to me and i will choose “yes” everytime now. i choose myself…my own lovely, kind, remarkable heart.

more tomorrow…

fedex…

…it took me a couple of days to handwrite everything that i needed to print, but couldn’t…but, it’s all done…mystery built and fate sealed…the cards and tray, plus accoutrements are boxed, addressed, and ready to walk out this door. i checked the local fedex website and they open tomorrow morning at 11 am. i will be out the door, package in hand at 10:45 am. 

…tomorrow morning, i let the cards fall where they may and pass them on to their intended owner. all i can say is that i’m sorry!!

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let the cards fall where they may ll

please know…

…that when something is important…

…when it means so much to me…

…each and every detail…

…every letter, every word…

…the texture of the paper…

…the color of the ink…

…the reflection of the foil…

…every line of corny text…

…every directionally, conflicting nuance…

…every image chosen…

…has a very special plan and purpose…

…meaning something of great importance…

…individually and as a group…

…i chose the static structures…

…i let the fluid elements be guided by fate…

…static and fluid joined together in something personal and unique…

…made for only one person…

…for only her they’ll work…

…each idea and every thought…

…from the awful, messed-up printing…

…to the kitschy, americana flair…

…and as i’m looking at them now…

…i see an unintentional, but welcome aspect…

…perhaps it was divine providence or maybe lady luck…

…but, the cards and tray, turned out with a vegas splash of flash…

…like maybe elvis or liberace conspired right along with me…

…i’ve never taken as long or expended as much thought…

…in any other gift that i’ve made anyone…

…i’m sorry, but i remembered something…

…right before they began their journey…

…i will get it done, later on today…

…and only after that, i’ll send them on their way…

…please know that you made a difference and an impact in my life…

…maybe someday you’ll give me another reading…

…using these very intuitive cards…

…until that time comes, please enjoy your list…

…have those bold adventures…

…soak up and revel in the beauty…

…that is our pacific northwest…

box (part two)…

okay so, i’m debating whether to make a lid and make this a true box…or, leaving it as a card tray. 

also, this is an altered art project. i’m taking what i already have and altering the content to fit my purpose. 

i know that all of the cards and the card tray are not pretty, but they’re not supposed to be…this isn’t a “pretty project.”

so, if “pretty” is your thing, please look at my landscape photos of wa, mt, nv, and ia…on instagram @sprockets111. 

these were meant to be like a list of places that this big girl loved going to on vacation. i write like a child. i am a child at heart.

so, the cards have a old-timey, mysterious feel…coupled with an americana-roadside-attraction-kitschy feel.

box building 101
make a lid and make it a box or leave it as a tray