Summers at the beach at Saltair.
Alberta and May gossiping in the shade.
The picnic, tucked in the basket can wait awhile.
Halycon days, watching the grand children
sailing, padding, collecting shells.
Altered Cigar Box
The ephemera: Vintage photo of Alberta and May. Antique original handwritten letter, original vintage postcard of sail boat, original vintage Map Projections from old Atlas, original vintage bill receipt and and a snippet of an original vintage program to see Madame Butterfly.
The found objects: antique glass bottle, small sea urchin skeleton, fish vertebra, quartz crystal, bit of broken shell and and old cigar box.
Back of the Box : Map Projections
Details: Alberta and May, my two grandmothers, relaxing at the Beach at Saltair, Vancouver Island, Canada, in 1949 or 1950.
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Oh, the deep, deep peace of seaside blue! Lovely.
Thank you. I am pleased. 😊
How lovely to see you again, frenchapple. Have missed you. Now, can you please remind me: some time in second half of last year, I was inspired to create an artwork by a blogger’s phrase ‘bird o’clock’. Was it you?
Hello Art and Soul. Thanks for the welcome back. I have spent the last 4 winter months camping out in the yard while my husband and I did a major reno on our seaside cottage. Creativity was involved but not in the studio. We are not quite done but the kitchen is fully functional so I will have more time soon for the studio and social media. I do not think that it was me who wrote your inspiring line but I am not sure. I will go check your page out. Cheers. W.
Camping out in winter sounds oooo chilly indeed. And yes – creativity takes many shapes and forms, n’est-ce pas?
These are beautiful
Always great to see your fresh creativity
As always Sheldon
Thanks Sheldon…I have just been catching up with everyone…you have some wonderful work on your site. 😆
Thank you
Coming from another such as you
That means a lot
What a wonderful celebration. Beautiful composition.
Thanks Richard. 😆
Love that photo. They look so happy
Thank you, it was a rare moment of repose for them I think, just after the war. The photo was taken long before I was born 😉