This little wooden lady was sent to me a couple of years back by Chrissie.
She had blond plaits, a green dress and a yellow shirt. She's
been hanging about over my stove for a couple of
years, and the other day I heard her complaining
that she felt neglected and dirty. She was indeed
a bit greasy and dusty, so stringent measures were
necessary - I ripped off her 'wig', gave a
her a good scrub, and then painted her anew, with
a blue dress, pink blouse, and shiny shoes. I made her
a new wig -her hair looks better than mine just now -
and gave her a fresh bow. She said she was fed up with hanging
out in the kitchen, so I gave her some arms and some knitting
to keep her busy.
Then she said she wants to stay in the living room, and the iron
frame of the mirror really magnetised her:
Now she can talk to me when I'm in here:
And a quick look at another little tag I made for a neighbour:
These booklets were made from the last batch of marble paper I
made. The paper is all home made - just not by me - and the booklets were sewn with a simple brochure technique:
Today I enjoyed a walk through the grounds of the old Diakonie here,
the hospital where Florence Nightingale did her training. I love all the
rather shabby Victorian buildings, and the rusty adornments everywhere.
Elizabeth, look, lots of rust:
Have a great day you all, take care,
and thanks a lot for coming by!