the amazing seth apter of the altered page has started an annual event entitled “buried treasure”.  as busy artists and humans, we don’t always have the time to keep up with ever person’s blog and all of their posts, so this is a time to repost an oldie for those who may have missed it.  (i’m a day late to post, sorry!!)

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once upon a time…

…there was a lovely young couple who fell fast in love and were quickly married. he was a kind chap, though very forgetful, so just before their first anniversary he pre-purchased a lavish bouquet to be delivered to his lady every year on their special day for the following ten years. he spent hours hand-writing little love notes to accompany the bouquets, trying hard to make it sound recently written…

love notes, mixed media art, hanging assemblage, collage, art with doors

she adored the bouquet and his heart-felt words…

love notes, mixed media art, hanging assemblage, collage, art with doors
soon after their first wedding anniversary, he was tragically killed in a car accident, leaving behind his new wife. her heart broke and she felt she could not live without him.

human heart, anatomy, love notes, mixed media art, hanging assemblage, collage, art with doors

every day she felt him near, and that was the only way she made it though the first year following his passing.

then one day, while already heart-broken that it would be their second anniversary that day, the doorbell rang. there, on her front steps, lay a bouquet a bit larger and more magnificent than the one she had received on her anniversary the year before. her heart stopped as she lifted the flowers to her chest, wondering who could be so cruel. then she saw her husband’s handwriting on the envelope of the accompanying card…

love notes, mixed media art, hanging assemblage, collage, art with doors

i will be posting this off to a poor, unsuspecting friend next week. hope she likes it!

i dried the rosebuds myself about 10 years ago and have been using them FOREVER. these were my last couple. the flower in the lower left is from my valentine bouquet from my husband last year. the wee crystal and bead on the right were given to me about twenty years ago from two of the children i used to nanny, the older saying “someday make something gorgeous with this”. the rose thorns are from my garden, harvested and dried last summer and all of the metal bits are rusted by me (though my camera is a jerk and generally removes rust hues — what’s up with that?)… except the mesh stuff which doesn’t rust. it just disolves.

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