Christmas Belles Altered Art
Tuesday, 9 November 2010
A small memory book of my favourite toys.
Bang on the Door babies which we call aliens. When Mum phoned the company to ask for brown ones they said "but they are aliens" . We didn't quite got for that but they became aliens to us who act like really incompetent adults .
Monday, 8 November 2010
Illustrated books.
It was high time I changed my space a bit and instead of being surronded by perfumes, knitting yarns and beading I re-discovered some of my favourite books. I first started buying illustrated children's books when I was about 18 with Nicola Bayley's fabulous Tyger Voyage . I became a firm fan and many more followed . I loved Lisbeth Zwerger on sight , P.J Lynch , Christian Birmingham are just a few others.
This meant when Holly was born I had quite a library but for a small child there was Tony Ross, The Ahlbergs ,Inga Moore ,Shirley Huges and countless more .I loved reading together but there was one book that I could never read well as sobs choked me : Rumer Goden's " Holly and Ivy" .My daughter was named after the Carol The Holly and the Ivy which I find deeply mystical and spiritual .It combines pre-Christian symbols with Christian ones and I howl if I hear it ...but then I howl over Little Town of Bethlehem and There is a Green Hill Far-Away . This puzzles some people as the lump in my throat rises.
I howl when watching Che's remains arriving by air in Cuba , R.F.K's funeral train ...sigh.
I am sure I was the only Quaker who one Sunday in 1997 was thanking God for returning Che to his family and adpted country . As I felt moved I nearly stood up and asked the Friends for thanks but somehow I never felt they would understand.After all one or two told me that there are such things as Conservative Friends and as the late John Smith said you can't be a Christian and Tory.
This meant when Holly was born I had quite a library but for a small child there was Tony Ross, The Ahlbergs ,Inga Moore ,Shirley Huges and countless more .I loved reading together but there was one book that I could never read well as sobs choked me : Rumer Goden's " Holly and Ivy" .My daughter was named after the Carol The Holly and the Ivy which I find deeply mystical and spiritual .It combines pre-Christian symbols with Christian ones and I howl if I hear it ...but then I howl over Little Town of Bethlehem and There is a Green Hill Far-Away . This puzzles some people as the lump in my throat rises.
I howl when watching Che's remains arriving by air in Cuba , R.F.K's funeral train ...sigh.
I am sure I was the only Quaker who one Sunday in 1997 was thanking God for returning Che to his family and adpted country . As I felt moved I nearly stood up and asked the Friends for thanks but somehow I never felt they would understand.After all one or two told me that there are such things as Conservative Friends and as the late John Smith said you can't be a Christian and Tory.
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