Friday, January 15, 2010

strawberry shortcake

when i was little we moved to the first town i ever hated. the best thing that came out of that was i got to know my grandparents. my grandpa would use my strawberry shortcake lunch box to carry his lunch in. it was cute when he'd pull out the thermos.
i had a strawberry shortcake coloring book that my grandma copied pages from and created these paintings. hers is the blonde. many moons later, i found the other unfinished and completed it when she was sick. she probably smiled when i told her that she did indeed create things just like her mother before her. i keep both paintings in my kitchen, side by side.

No comments:

Post a Comment

if the spirit moves you, type some words