Well it was pretty much emotional to create this spread. Actually it is a tribute to my old “friend”. I had to put it sleep last week, it parks in the recycle garage forever. Yes it, it was my loyal “friend” for many years, carried me from one place to the other. Well time comes when you know that you need to say good bye to things, but right now, after a week I feel like a little girl, whose toy was taken away and I’d like to shout: gimme back, tha’ was mine. You know what I even know that I am going to have another one, it is a week or two, not a brand new as unfortunately no one pulled my numbers yet, but one that will be just like my old one, perfect. I feel frustrated because I am spending an enormous amount of time waiting for public transportation (today there’s none because they are on strike) as I can’t sit on a bike because of my childhood accident, because I had to take a handful of painkillers if I had no choice just to hit the road by feet. I hate being locked up. So I spent my frustration in my altered book.

As I said I was frustrated so I turned to my stamps and I stamped with archival ink and then I took the top of my water bottle, pushed it into black gesso and just made those circles, because I had to.

And than everything was happening, I was tearing up some gelli prints, and I had that half dolly, so I had to throw them randomly on the spread. I took my medium and used a hand written stencil to push through it some text, of course in a vertical direction. Finally I took my Glimmer mist spray and just sprayed around, I even misted it with water.

Then digging in my drawer I found this picture, that’s not me lol, but just loved it and it was perfect to my theme. I stitched it on some canvas painted with bister that I applied it on some tags and I added my journaling: I had a bike to ride when I was a cute little child.

Then I just had to add something rusty, so here came my paperclip, right there to emphasise the past tense.

On the other side I still felt I need to add something, so I used that cord that I coloured in an x shape. The word Ride is a letter sticker.

RIP dear “friend”, happy to know that your limited edition 2.2 tdciΒ is still beating further by a Ford collector.

About lerusho

I am obsessed with experimenting, using my fantasy and creating new and unique visions. The challenges are endless and that gives me real inspiration.
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24 Responses to Ride

  1. windinn says:

    What a rich and varied spread to honour your special friend – it’s delightful!

  2. massofhair says:

    Can understand your sadness and frustration, your pages are a wonderful tribute to your ‘friend’ am glad you created your way through:-) xxx

  3. Ruthhhhhh, how sad! LOL What a cool ride!! Unfortunately I’m sure the collector will love it! But sad for you! I had what you are having to go through without your old friend, but hope, it looks, is on the horizon! Hope it comes SOON for your feet and your well being! LOL

    Love the spread and the dedication…great color and texture! You ALWAYS make the view wonderful! Love it, my friend! πŸ™‚

  4. Susan Carol says:

    There’ so much here, Ruth! Your poignant post – so hard to let go of our trusty old ‘friends’, love your pages as always and your layers from the black gessoed bottle top to the pink ribbon – fabulous. I hope your new ‘friend’ will be as steadfast as your old one πŸ™‚

  5. you can really feel you anger, disappointment, sadness, great how you can let go in your journal.

  6. zksmith says:

    I know how you feel, Ruth. We’ve got a 20-year-old Volvo – it’s still running beautifully because my husband takes care of it so well (I think he’s in love with it!) but realistically we’ll have to let it go in a few years’ time. It will be so hard – we think of “Volly” as part of the family and we really think he’s got “personality”. He’s dependable and loyal (a bit like my husband)! It will be a sad day when we have to say goodbye to him. I love the page you’ve created in memory of your trusted friend. I’ll probably do the same when the time comes.

    • lerusho says:

      It was difficult to let it go, but I had to understand that it will cost more then it worth to fix him. I had a Ford, I love Fords, he was even assembled here, that’s also a history now as the Ford fabric closed its doors. I already saw a new one, also a Ford, I was even making a test drive, but somehow I didn’t like it, so I was happy to hear my garage saying no, they didn’t like the gear, technically it wasn’t perfect. I am also grateful for my garage, I changed to him app 7 years ago, it is a small place, but this guy cares about the client, while I was in a “huge” fancy place, they didn’t give a sh** about me or the car. It is not easy when you miss that noise and smell, every car has its own.

  7. I can understand your loss and feel your frustration. It is good that you were able to work through the pain and hurt with this lovely spread in your altered book. I was especially intrigued by all the layers, and of course, the rusty paper clip. I love rust, too.

  8. rozwil says:

    Fantastic page Ruth…looks like you did an art therapy session. The vertical texture reminds me of tears – big ones!! Hope your travelling options improve soon. All the best…Roz

  9. kampysgirl says:

    oh Ruth, my friend- so sorry for the loss of your-old friend- I wish that you had a photo so I could put a face to this Ford…
    Your spread is a true testament to your loyalty and I agree with Roz, that the pages on the left looks like tears! Emotional pages are the best- so much energy comes forth- I love this! xoxo

  10. Danielle says:

    Wow I like all the elements you put into this page!


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