I finished two new journal pages to-day.... I suddenly had a spark of artisic energy! The first is about "Talking to Strangers". When my son was young, around the age of 3 or 4, l think, l was trying to explain to him about the dangers of talking to strangers. My son was one of those little boys, with big blue eyes and a smile that would melt the hardest heart. Anyway, l explain about strangers and how he had to be careful around people he didn't know, don't talk to strangers because they could be nasty people and might hurt him. Then, this adorable little son of mine, gave me a huge smile, cocked his head to one side and said confidently, "But mummy, l am so lovely, why would anyone want to hurt me"?...How do you answer that? I was reminded of it a few days ago, when l hear on the radio, about children being given Safety Talks at the age of 8!..a little late l think!
The next journal image came about, when my parents gave me back a clay owl, l had made when l was about 9 or 10, l think! I had forgotten all about it and when l saw it, all sorts of memories came flooding back. I collected owls of all shapes and sizes, some were plastic, many were knitted and others made of cotton material, l just loved Owls. Childhood crazes...l remember l also collected stamps, tiny little china animals and dolls in National Costume. I remember my favorite doll was a Red Indian Girl, with her baby strapped to her back.
When l introduced friends to my future husband and they realised his surname was HOWELLS...did they laugh! Well it seemed funny in those days of the early 1970"s!Ha! Anyway, the Owl reminded me of this, so l created this childlike journal page, to go with my childish craze of almost 48 years ago!
This brought back memories. I didn't have a collection but I did have one owl that I think I still have somewhere. It was a perfume bottle from Avon - early 70's.
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