No one really knew Agnes….

Agnes, Oct, ALLassiter
This…is Agnes. She’s my muse today. Not a beautiful woman, but deeply interesting. I created a whole story for her, using my imagination, a vintage photo from my Etsy shop, a 9×13 canvas, the newest Scraps of Darkness kit, Transitions, and stuffs from my stash. I created a collage of papers, vintage style and the beautiful fall themed papers from the SOD kit. I also used a copper paint wash around the edges, and stamping with Viva Las VegaStamps checkerboard stamp. The photo has been altered to include a body for Agnes, and she has been embellished with really cheap faux leaves from Michaels ($1 for 10), feathers, and the beautiful embellishments in the kit. She is my first “muse,” there will be more for different seasons. 🙂
Agnes, bottom shot, ALLassiter
Here is Agnes’ story:
Agnes Mary Stone had grown up in a small village in the newly established American Northwest. Her grandparents had arrived from Ireland two decades previous, after suffering religious and financial hardship. Agnes was a sullen girl….and married off with a healthy dowry to a man who cared very little for her, but was involved in the logging industry. She bore 5 children to him, and they lived in a small log home with a thatched roof, deep in the woods. Now that she was a matronly older woman, and their children had grown and left for the city, Agnes was alone very frequently.
agnes, butterfly collage, allassiter
One day Agnes was looking through a trunk of things that had belonged to her ancestors. Inside the truck was an old book, bound in leather and the pages were so old, they were falling apart. Agnes then discovered her family had been more than she ever understood.
agnes skirt, allassiter
Alone on the night of Samhain, Agnes decided to make an offering, using a spell within the book. With a fire lit in the yard, blazing hot….Agnes became something else. Something at one with the nature surrounding her. She became something mystical, magical, and powerful. Agnes…was someone no one had ever understood, someone no one had ever imagined was more than meets the eye. But now….Agnes was someone who would forever be remembered.
As the witch of Seneca forest.
agnes hat, allassiter

agnes wing and face, allassiter

Thanks for having a look today. Agnes and I are grateful. 😉 Have a splendid week ahead.
Loves,
Amy

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