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In the Spirit of Christmas



I've designed some Christmas ornaments, using images of artworks, stained glass windows, vintage post cards, and other objets that are meaningful to me. My goal is to create ornaments that represent the quiet joy of Advent that too easily gets lost in this busy 21st-century world. A majority of the ornaments are visible in the flash panel above. However, there are more at my Zazzle store, which you can see by clicking here.

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These are so lovely, Ysabel. I'm heading over to zazzle to see more!
Catherine
Vidyottama said…
You are too talented Ysabel:) How do you get time to do so many things?
That means a lot coming from one of my major design inspirations. I took some photos last night that I felt you were "overseeing" spiritually ... need to get one where you can see it. Abrazos, Y
Hi, Vidyottama! I get time to "do so many things" by NOT doing many things. :-) If you were to appear at my door at this moment, you would have to wait outside for at least 20 minutes while I straighten and clean up my kitchen! Thanks for stopping by!
Que precioso proyecto Ysabel!! Son todas hermosas obras de arte!!. me paso a verlas en Zazzle y a disfrutarlas!!.
Espero que te vaya muy bien, quisiera comprar alguna. Ya te escribo
Un beso muy grande!!

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