"Tomorrow, friend, will be another day,"
A seer wise of old was won't to say
To him who came at eventide, in grief,
Because the day had borne no fruitful sheaf.

O Lord of Life, that each of us might learn
From vain todays and yesterdays to turn,
To face the future with a hope newborn
That what we hope for cometh with the morn!
~Thomas Curtis Clark


Charming Little Dresses

Oh my what charming little dresses. We did this over at ATCsforALL well back then it was ATC.

This is a Collage, we made little dresses out of paper which folded over in side you could put a picture or a little poem. On the front of it we were to decorate these charming little dresses in any style we wanted. Well I choose a little girl with her doll. I decorated around the dress with lace. This front of this card is painted and I did use designer paper. It was a very fun project.

photograph by ranie patridis


Fancy is her Name

They say, "Fancy is her Name" wasn't that a country song? Well, anyway this is my Fancy she is a full figure woman having the time of her life.

This is a Paper doll I painted on her dress then add yarn to it. Of course Fancy would be her name if she didn't have a hat, and a string of pearls now wouldn't she.

For the Hands I use beads and also for the shoes and a bit of ribbon.

The face is hand drawn by me.

Now doesn't she look like a fancy chick?

photograph by ranie patridis



Speak gently; it is better far
To rule by love than fear;
Speak gently; let no harsh word mar
The good we may do here.

Speak gently to the little child;
Its love be sure to gain;
Teach it in accents soft and mild;
It may not long remain.

Speak gently to the young; for they
Will have enough to bear;
Pass through this life as best they may,
'Tis full of anxious care.

Speak gently to the aged one.
Grieve not the careworn heart;
Whose sands of life are nearly run,
Let such in peace depart.

Speak gently, kindly to the poor,
Let no harsh tone be heard;
They have enough they must endure,
Without an unkind word.

Speak gently to the erring; know
They must have toiled in vain;
Perchance unkindness made them so;
Oh, win them back again.

Speak gently; Love doth whisper low
The hearts that true hearts bind.
And gently Friendship's accents flow;
Affection's voice is kind.

Speak gently; 'tis a little thing
Dropped in the heart's deep well;
The good, the joy that it may bring,
Eternity shall tell.
~G.W. Langford



I first learn about Pointillism was over in a doll group I belong too. We were to make a doll in the style of an artist. Well, I picked George Seurat. Boy did I learn about Pointillism. I had a great time figuring it all out. Being insecure about it I did not make my doll though I do have the body done. She is waiting for me to use her body as an canvas for Pointillism. In the meantime over at Artist Trading Card now known as ATCsforAll I joined a group who where drawing atc in the pointillism style. This picture is one of my attempts at pointillism.

photograph by ranie patridis



Paper Art Doll - Queen of Hearts this was my first attempt of making a folded up Art Doll to the size of 2.5 x 3.5

See the body where the hearts are, well, the wings, arms, legs and head all folds up behind the body turning it into an Artist Trading card size.

I use designer paper for the whole doll except for the face. The face is hand drawn by me.

This was a fun project I traded this Art Doll card off.

photograph by ranie patridis



I saw him sitting in his door,
Trembling as old men do;
His house was old; his barn was old,
And yet his eyes seemed new.

His eyes had seen three time my years
And kept a twinkle still,
Though they had looked at birth and death
And three graves on a hill.

"I will sit down with you," I said,
"And you will make me wise;
Tell me how you have kept they joy
Still burning in your eyes."

Then like an old-time orator
Impressively he rose;
"I make the most of all that comes,
The least of all that goes."

The jingling rhythm of his words
Echoes as old songs do,
Yet this had kept his eyes alight
till he was ninety-two.
~Sara Teasdale