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DIY : Autumn in a frame...

So Autumn was just starting when I was in Geneva last year and all the colours of fall were pretty fascinating. I would pick up lovely autumn coloured leaves and preserve them in a book while I explored so many beautiful places with my sister. She would scan the ground too, to find leaves that declared the poetry of the season. And if my brother was with us, he'd stand at a distance away, pretending that he was in no way related to us sisters who were running around collecting leaves. 
This is what I made for my brother, framed autumn leaves. It's pretty easy too, collect pretty autumn leaves and preserve them in a book. Make sure you preserve them properly with no folded edges, just place the leaf gently between the pages of a book and let it remain there for a few days. Gently stick the leaves to a chart paper; I used a black chart paper here. Then use a transparent nailpolish to gently brush all over the leaf to give it a glossy look. Write a few lines (or not), and get it framed. 
Made this one for mom... 
And this I made for my sister... the glass cracked while transporting it. 
And here lies a remnant of my trips, beautifully preserved between the pages of one of the greatest books ever written, by one of my favourite authors.

Comments

Daemon Zak said…
Tremendous
Ganesh Puttu said…
reminds me of all those botany records when we had to paste leaves and stuff...and to see you doing it voluntarily after soo many years just cracks me up
BackStage said…
Read your blog after such a long time.. still have to catch up on the other posts... those frames look stunning.. god bless you siblings...!
mahesh said…
Each leaf has a tale to tell :)

And Sherlock Holmes and Sir Arthur Conan Doyle - the best - always :)

Do try reading his Professor Challenger series.
shreya said…
The frames are splendid...Just loved them.....
Karen Xavier said…
Zak, it's so not like you to talk in monosyllables...

Doc, you are easily amused...

Gibsy, thank you... glad you stopped by.

Mahesh, I did read his Professor Challenger series... Crichton was probably inspired by him, the idea of the Lost Worlds was Doyle's to begin with.

Shreya, thank you :)

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