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Some handmade bookmarks from waste scraps

One thing that is fuel for my soul is creating stuff and of late, my soul seems to be getting a lot of fuel :)



This morning I made some book-marks. It was a spur of the moment thing, when I was clearing my desk. I saw this wrapping paper which you probably have lying  at home if you have been to Crossword book store recently. ( I do love their wrapping paper and I always read all that is written on it!) I also had some book-marks (which have those ugly ads printed on them) which Crossword hands out generously when you buy books.

I decided to surprise my children (they both are very avid readers as is Satish) and Satish with some personalized bookmarks.

Here is what I made from the above stuff:


This one I made for Satish. :-) He is watching some televised sport at the moment, as I type this :)
(Yeah I am cheeky..I know :) )





I made this one for my son. He loves Calvin and Hobbes and I too am a big big fan of Bill Watterson. I think he is  sheer genius.



This is for my daughter. I felt it was apt for her. It suits her personality and I know she will love the flowers.



And this one I made for myself  :)  I endorse the quote whole heartedly :)

And here is one more picture:


I like what Groucho Marx said too "I find television very educating, Everytime someone switches on the TV, I go the other room and read a book."  :)


Aren't the bookmarks lovely? Tell! tell! :)

Try your hand at making some ! It's not hard at all.  All you need is some scraps of paper (I just used waste paper which was going to find its way into the wastepaper-bin), glue, scissors  (I used Craft scissors to cut the fancy borders that you see above) and  some imagination.  :-)

 And yeah, don't forget to thank me for the ideas :)

And since my last post got such a fabulous response (thank you guys! you are so sweet to me!) I shall post some more photos of the quilling cards soon.
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Comments

  1. really nice...i'm inspired!!! :)

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  2. It really beautiful...

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  3. nice...esp d Calvin n Hobbes one :)

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  4. nice...esp the Calvin n Hobbes one :)

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  5. nic ma'am hats off 2 ur creativity..

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  6. wow looks beautiful..hats off 2 ur creativity..

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  7. Hi Preeti

    i've been following your blog for a while know and enjoy reading your posts. i loved the concept of bookmarks with newspaper cuttings. I am definitely going to make them too.

    Warm regards,
    Gino Abinash

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  8. I should ask my niece to try this... make one for me basically ! She has a craft scissors :)

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  9. oooh nice! loved them all!

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  10. Its so beautiful Preeti.. you are superb :)

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  11. you seem to be an artistic person , nice because i happen to be one of those who try to understand all thia and even after many tries have trouble figuring them out , so much bad so that im still confused what HMMM..... is supposed to mean, anyway will follow u, from now on atleast, check mine out, its a good example of how much nonsense a person can write when online !!!!

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  12. So pretty!
    1. I LOVE Calvin and Hobbes (who doesn't?)

    2. I am an absolute SUCKER for bookmarks. Love them, use them, store them.

    These made me so happy!

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  13. really lovely... and really creative too.

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  14. all of them are very nice but i liked which u made for ur daughter the most:)

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  15. As always, something different and beautiful! :)

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  16. Awesome bookmarks, Preeti. How can you be so creative when I am thinking what to do with gift wrapping papers. not fair.....:))

    BTW, I liked paer quilled cards too.
    Teju

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  17. Adorable..I loved what Groucho Marx says too.

    And loved all the quilt cards..do post more.

    --Seema

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  18. Lovely :)! The only bookstore we had in town (Borders) closed down last year - oh how I miss Crosswords :(.....now I just go to the library, but its still not the same as going to a bookstore!

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  19. I am here after a long time :) nostalgic and lovely book marks, Yes I too love the wrapping paper of crossword :) Happy new year

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  20. very nice... your blogs are always inspiring :)

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  21. Very nice creations madam

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  22. bookmarks were awesome... full of creativity n tht too with easy stuff.. m really gonna try this wenevr i will find myself ideal.. :-)

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  23. Thank you so much all of you! Not replying individually for this post..but you can be sure each and every comment was read and cherished too :) Much appreciate! :) Thanks!!

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  24. Nice ones.....so creative you are!!

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  25. Congratulations on your third book! I liked both you and Madhuri's writing. In fact, became a fan. The bookmarks are really creative. The one-liners are better. Will surely try your bookmark.

    Divya Bhaskar
    MyGrahak.com

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  26. You have given me some inspiration !

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