The Sisters

 

i tried to do some clay mono printing that resulted in

a major fail. i could have kept trying but when it dawned

on me that i was limited to the material i could print on

i decided to try something different. i purchased a Gelli

Plate last year and had never even opened the package

so i dug that out and started experimenting. i'll have to

say...my first few prints were failures also. the majority

of my paints are not heavy bodied and trust me when i

say...it makes a BIG difference. i'm going to have to

"rob peter to pay paul" and go on a paint buying spree.

(i say that like it breaks my heart...snerk!)

 

that's my mother in the lower right corner and the

middle of the three girls. the others are her sisters.

i've got a box of old family photos that i don't think 

either of my children will be interested in saving

after i'm gone. i decided to put them all in an art

journal in hopes that maybe that will entice one

of them into continuing my position as the

family history keeper. i plan to include an index

in the journal with the names and a little history

of who is in each piece.

 

I Need A Do Over….

There is an African proverb that says "When an old

man dies…a library burns to the ground." 

I was never blessed with a Teller of Stories in my family.

I collected bits and pieces of the more legendary family

tales through the years without ever sitting down to question

the whys..whens…and what fors…from my elders. As I

ease into my senescent years there are so many regrets for

all the unasked questions..the missing puzzle pieces…

the loss of my history. I am lucky enough to have the

family bible (above) with recorded births and deaths

of my Mothers family…but I want the stories…the day to

day living of life goings ons…the silly..the sad..the brave…

the cowardly…I want to know about all the blue highways 

on the map to this thing I call…me. 

I've waited until the last library has burned to the ground….

I need a do over..