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31 Tags of Halloween: Day 24

I had no inspiration this morning so I sifted through my Tim Holtz Ancestors paper dolls and found the creepy old man and the gangly boy and thought, "That boy should be holding something..."

In addition to the lack of inspiration, I had some 'oopsie' moments with this tag.

First, I assembled a tag, Tim Holtz Halloween paper stash, Halloween Clippings, Halloween Trimmings, Ancestors, Glossy Accents, and Distress Ink and Marker in Black Soot.

I traced and cut out my tag onto the background paper and glued it to the tag with Glossy Accents then edged it in Black Soot.

I edged the boy in the marker and cut the old man's head off with scissors. Just putting the head under the boy's hand didn't look right so I grabbed my utility knife and cut a slit between his thumb and index finger. I glued the boy to the tag but left his hand glueless. I added foam dots to the back of the head to give it some dimension and slid him into the cut I made, adding a drop of Glossy Accents to the hand to make it stay put.

Here's where the tag took a bad turn. I had cut out a shape from a piece of Halloween paper, added some Clippings stickers, and glued it onto the tag, but it looked dumb. I added some skulls cut out from the skull and crossbones paper but that made it worse. Rather than remove it and tear the tag, I decided to glue a shape on top of it. I edged it in Black Soot and added another Clippings sticker then smudged Black Soot all over it. 

I added a ribbon but still think it needs a little something. I might go through my stash at home and come up with something.


In the meantime, I'm going to take a deep whiff of my Pumpkin Caramel Drizzle candle from Swan Creek Candles and relax because Halloween is a week away!!! 


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