I'm back with two finished works ... Two cardboard boxes coated fabric then ... was so long that I wanted to try their hand in this work cartonnage, then sought advice from Carla on the material I bought cardboard, card stock up more, glue and fabric. The difficulty is not in my opinion but rather in execution but in the calculation of mm to make sure that the cartridge includes fabric, cardboard and glue the box closes properly ... the beauty lies in the fact that there must be neither too large nor too small ... but just perfect. This is the first box ...
This is the second box ...
The following is the embroidery that I had prepared for the box above ... I'm still undecided whether to apply it ...
In the forest at night. Too much alcohol, too much drugs. "I must go on I must go on" the girl says. But the forest was dark, the road lost. It was the home of the devil. "Where is Miss is across the street," said the old man. The forest was dark, "I have to go up higher." An hour on the phone asking for help the car slide is slipping. But where is she now, please reply. I do not know. Someone is waiting for me, he's waiting for me. Further up, I have to go higher.
Get down, get down, little Henry Lee And stay all night
with me You will not find a girl in this damn world That
will appear with me And the wind did howl and the wind did blow
The forest was dark and the road was gone, the house of the devil. Back. Back, from my mother, but my mother was dead too. In the stream, the water ice water was cold. Dry clothes at night. In the wood in the house of the devil. Can not wipe them. Be cool. Too cold to be alone in the woods. The Devil's Rejects. Never see the sun. What she did in the woods at night. The Devil's Rejects. Alone. All deaths in the world were there that night. The dead.
A little bird lit down on Henry Lee Lie there, lie there, little Henry Lee Till the flesh drops from your bones For the girl You Have In That merry green land Can wait forever for you to come home And the wind did howl and the wind did moan
We're all alone all night in this remote forest. The Devil's Rejects. Forgive us our not being able to die with you.