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Creep-a-Day Challenge Day 3



 Other People’s Creepy Family

What's her secret???

 


I collect old photos of people’s pets, people that creep me out, disasters, and funereal photos. A few years back I started making little ornaments featuring the people (and sometimes pets!) and I referred to them as Other People’s Families. 

A few months ago I was at an antique store sifting through photos and this woman caught my eye. I knew she would be featured in something this Halloween but I wasn’t sure what it would be until yesterday.

Cautions: Pretty much everything needed to make this craft I had on hand. You might need to buy a frame and mat or any of the other supplies.

Supplies:
Old photograph
Halloween-themed scrapbook paper
Stickers
Glue (I use Ranger Glossy Accents™)
Photo mat
Frame

Tools:
Scissors

The How:

Something about her eyes...
Once I chose the photo I wanted, I took a picture of it and emailed it to myself as a JPEG. You could scan the photo and save it to your computer, if you have the equipment handy.

I saved the image in varying sizes and printed them out in color. Because I thought I might want to use her image again in another project, I saved those images in my paper horde.

With nimble fingers, I cut the woman out of the photo and set her aside. (I chose some spooky scrapbook paper and cut it to fit the frame I decided to use.

I placed the scrapbook paper with my chosen design face-up and put the mat on top of it. I then situated the woman where I wanted her and put a small squiggle of Glossy Accents on the backside of the cutout and glued her in place. (carefully rubbing the cutout to remove any air bubbles)
True love always...











The image looked nice, but it needed something so I raided my craft stash and got stickers and rhinestones. After much arranging and rearranging, I came up with a look I liked.



Secrets we will share forever...creepy much???

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