I fell in love with this paper at the scrapbook store and had to match my copics to the paper - I think I did a pretty good job!
My card has brayering again, and another one of those masked suns. I am beginning to think that when I die, somebody will have to pry my brayer out of my cold dead hands. Or better yet, bury me with it --- won't St. Peter wonder when I come knocking at the pearly gates. .... hmmm. I could pearl them. Tap Tap Tap