I have been working for a while on creating a little room of my own. Part craft room when the art in the real studio room begins to overwhelm me. (Sadie is one of those artists who revels in chaos.) This room holds memories of childhood. My mother's hats as well as those I have collected, old sewing baskets and some gorgeous postcards of the Jersey shore glitzed up by Geralyn. A transistor radio that was a recent find, in an awesome color. It reminds me of days lazing at the pool or beach with my family or school friends. I can hear lawn mowers and dogs barking, sprinklers and children laughing.
The smell of Coppertone. Also, my grandmother Florence, who never missed a Reds game and always had an earplug in her ear connected to her little radio when they played. I have idyllic childhood memories of the typical suburban life when moms stayed home and kids ran the neighborhood. Everyone on the street was like a family and we came and went from one another's houses like they were our own.
My little room contains bits and pieces that evoke these cherished memories. Hankies and figurines, Avon bottles, baby ballet slippers....
Because I was brought up Catholic and attended Parochial school my memories are also tied up in Sacraments.
Baptism, weddings, First Communion and Confirmation, white veils and black habits.
Did I mention Nuns?
If you are like many of my friends you will think I am a bit loony, but I always had a Nun doll along with my statue of Mary. I had a little shrine to the Virgin Mother where I placed wildflowers from the woods.
And then.... the Nuns. I started my collection because the dolls evoked memories. Just like the wedding toppers and little angels.
Maybe I have gone too far though. My SIL Diana slept in this room when they visited for Sadie's graduation. She thought the nuns were "a little creepy."
My daughter concurs, although she has always had a fear of dolls. (I wonder why?)
So I keep my little collection tucked away in my own tiny room. Hope you understand.
What quirky item do you collect?
Have a blessed weekend, P.