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31 Tags of Halloween: Day 28

It's Halloweekend!!! Yes, I know the real deal is on Tuesday, but I'm celebrating all weekend long too!

I woke up really late this morning and had the "It's time..." from Halloween III in my head so I thought I'd do something with a clock face. That's when my brain started churning...

I assembled a tag, a piece of Bristol board, Distress Stain in Walnut Stain and Iced Spruce, Distress Ink in Walnut Stain, Distress Marker in Black Soot, a water brush, a clock face sticker from the Salvage pack, Game Spinners, Glossy Accents, Halloween ephemera, Halloween Clippings, and that funky garland that isn't Tim Holtz.

First, I added Glossy Accents to the back of the clock face and glued it to the Bristol board. I let it dry then cut it out and edged it with the marker. I used a 1/8 inch hole punch to punch out the center of the clock and then added the spinners and secured them with a brad.

I put a heavy line of Glossy Accents around the edge of the backside of the clock and then pressed the garland into place. I held it down until it was dry. When dry, I added some foam dots to the backside.

I added some heavy dabs of Iced Spruce stain to the center of the tag and watered it down with my brush. I added heavy dabs of Walnut Stain stain to the left and right edge and blended everything together. I used a paper towel to soak up any watery spots and then dried the tag with my heat tool.

Once dry, I edged  the tag in Walnut Stain ink. I added the clock face off-center and a bit off the card for some dimension and interest.

Next, I sifted through all of the clippings and ephemera pieces until I found a nice little phrase.

on
OCTOBER 31
a strange feeling comes over you
When
ghost of the departed
RETURN
by moonlight,

I edged each sticker and the '31' ephemera with Walnut Stain ink and added Glossy Accents the backs of each piece for extra hold.

To make it grungier, I swirled the same ink over the pieces. A double-thickness of twine finishes off this grungy tag.


I hope you have a wonderful Halloweekend, I'm headed out to see a spooky storytelling/musical performance.

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  1. Fabulous tag, love the vintage look along with the clock. Thank you so much for joining us at Simon Says Stamp Monday Challenge. Hugs, Sandra

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