The end of The Mother LOAD, day 26.

lt’s all over. I produced a layout-a-day (almost) for 26 days. On our last and final day, yesterday, our prompt was to do anything we want. I discovered this photo on my sister-in-law’s Facebook page, so I stole a copy of it (I’m known for that with her and my brother…good thing they don’t mind!) because I think it’s a gorgeous representation of them.

The perfect couple.

I didn’t really plan this page, I just felt that a black background looked better than any of the other papers I tried, so I kept up the black and white theme with a touch of red for color. I seem to have this thing with filling up half the page with a margin-less photo, I’ve noticed. I think I got it from either Cathy Zielske or Laura Kurz…or both.

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A disclaimer is necessary here, for personal reasons. I want to say to anyone reading this whom I personally know that I realize someone may feel some hurt by this but this is not my intention, of course. I feel strongly that not everyone is meant to be with the person they chose at first. This is perfectly okay (especially if you’re as imperfect as I am…but I don’t think anyone is!). Since life does not always turn out the way we think it’s supposed to (like I know from experience), we learn, we grow, and we move on to another stage in our lives where we find the person we are meant to be with. You, too, are probably half of another perfect match yourself right now. Sometimes, practice makes perfect (I would like to say I should know, but I’ll never be perfect. ;-)

Fun with photos

My husband is a photographer, and he’s currently preparing for an exhibit of his work to be shown at our local art museum in August. I get to reap the rewards of his “mistakes”; as he fine-tunes his images and prints them out; some he doesn’t like but instead of tossing the photos, I take them off his hands. I have made book covers with them to fold around books I have, as well as scrapbook extras and homemade notebooks out of them. He only works in black and white, and prints on matte paper, so they’re fun and easy to work with. This evening, I decided to make a scrapbook page out of a reject, just for fun. We always joke that while no one may pay attention to his work right now (save for some friends and the museum) , I say he’ll be like a Van Gogh and reap the rewards posthumously. One day, I tell him, his little “rejects” alone may be worth thousands, like the notes of Picasso discovered in an attic! Anyway, I appreciate my husband’s photographic work for more than one reason (notice my banner?), and the most important may be that I love him so darn much! Thanks for tossing your mistakes to me, honey!