Thursday, December 29, 2011
Monday, December 5, 2011
I was about to call some of my Grandchildren to chide them about no new postings, when I began to feel guilty...
I don't do much but go to movies, family history center, and art class, so here is my latest project.
I love this one because it is from an old black and white photo of my brother Max as a little boy. I can imagine that he was dreaming of far away places , trying to get as high as possible on Mothers old wash basin to see the world... I think it is a man's shirt converted to rompers and I just dreamed up the colors... Since he was born in 1917 I imagine this was about 1923 or so and my Mom was good as "making do". So this is a two fold and fond memory for me... Seeing my brother young and knowing my Mother was ingenious at making something from nothing.