I have a vivid memory of Mum trusting me to stir the marmalade while she had to go out for half an hour, and of course as a 13 year old I had better things to do, and when she came home, there was a distinct aroma of burnt marmalade.... I was in BIG trouble. Perhaps my annual venture into marmalade making is to atone for my past mistake.
I used some bubble wrap and some netting from an onion bag to create different textures.
Then when it's dry, taking the covering off gently and seeing images in the interesting patterns left.
That was the hard part! I couldn't see much, no matter which way up I held the paper, but other people saw fish and a turtle and flowers.... I'm still waiting for the turtle to reveal itself to me!
Oh well, I can always cut them up to make pretty bookmarks!