that time should be
So rich yet fugitive a pageantry.

forsake it then and with us fly
Into the past where nothing now can die:
Where even the young and lovely, old and staid
Live on unchanged - of purest fantasy made.

Prologue - W. de la Mare

Friday, November 2, 2012

Prelude in G Major  1947

The second layout in the series of my parents wedding photos.

"October 25, 1947, after exchanging vows, Mom and Dad paused at the top of the church stairs to seal their union with a kiss! This is their "Prelude", the beginning of their new life lasted 61 years."

I used torn paper layering, distressing, molding paste and gels, inks, fussy cut wallpaper and other papers, bits of old lace and tatting, cheesecloth, dried flowers from my garden, jute twine, and a small piece of jewelry that had lost its setting, which I found in my Mother's jewelry box, on this composition.

Thursday, November 1, 2012

The 5th Signal Center Team - 1944    CSI # 43

My entry for CSI # 43.

The colors, all 5, are taken from this week's requirements: black, white, pale green, sunny yellow, and medium green with a touch of olive.

My evidence includes:
- frame -  the large old fashioned "typewriter" print framing the whole layout
             -  three transparencies framing the photograph
- something transparent - used 3 transparencies
                                       - transparent soft gel medium
- rub ons - used 8 rub ons

My testimony:
- I used an old photograph and tied the past to the present with my journaling
- I documented a special event

My journaling:

"The group in the photograph was the 5th Signal Center Team. The photo was taken in May 1944, in Oran, Algeria, where the team was bivouacked prior to deployment to France as part of the Allied invasion of Europe from the south, in WW2.

This team was assembled and trained as a group at Camp Crowder, Missouri. All of the men were fluent in French, a necessity, as their job would be liaison between the Free French Army and the US 7th Army. They were skilled in the use of C-E equipment, enciphering and diciphering machines, radio teletype, teletype, and other communication equipment.

So here we see the team gathered together in the hot Algerian desert. That is my Dad, standing 3rd from the left, smiling broadly, looking youthful!! They were all in a strange place, a harsh climate and a foreign culture - but they all have the carefree and upbeat look of young men about to embark on an adventure!! They would later be tested in the European theatre, and their past sacrifices ensured my future well being. But for now, this is their Algerian adventure!

Dad would occasionally relate his Algerian experience, in a very simple manner and with little embellishment, and only when pressed!!! He recalled the huge tent camp as being HOT and dusty. The men wore fatigues and continued to drill despite the heat. They would get passes to go into the city, which he recalled was dirty, with flies everywhere, and many beggars. As a child of the depression era he was used to deprivation, but the city was a major shock for him. The team also had the opportunity to visit the headquarters of the French Foreign Legion.

As a child, I was always amazed and fascinated that my Father refused to eat dates! When questioned, his reply was always - "that's all I saw when I was in Algeria, dates in the marketplace covered with hundreds of flies, wouldn't eat a date if you paid me a million bucks!" To which I would express suitable repugnance and sympathy, but continue eating my date/nut bar!!"

My testimony,  because it is going into my Dad's war book, is written on the page opposite the layout.

Creating a feeling of "heat" was an important element in making the background paper for this page. I used a semi-gloss gel medium with two different masks, then misted over this with layers of glimmer mists in various shades of yellow and pale green, to try to capture the shimmery effect of heat waves and mirages in the desert and the hot Algerian sun.

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Once Upon a Sketch October Challenge Entry

"Captured in a Cloud of Confetti"

Since my parents were married in the month of October I thought to scrap some of their wedding photographs this month. This is the first one I have completed. It is also my entry for OUAS, I turned the sketch a quarter turn to a horizontal presentation.

Why I chose to do an all white/cream colored page I don't know!!! It's kind of crazy making. However, I had the idea in my head and it wouldn't go away!! I used lots of fabric on this page, including satin and laces, old trims, etc. Also gesso, tulle and some inks. My Mother carried a bouquet of long stemmed white chrysanthemums, and that was my inspiration for using the layered trims to sort of look like these flowers. in opposing corners. The word captured is a journaling requirement from the quote at the OUAS site.

The fussy cut paper bouquet of flowers near the lower left of the photo pulls out to read more journaling: "A fine, yet cool early October morning, the 25th of October, 1947. Mom wore a beautiful gown of rich, creamy satin, with a scalloped neckline and long sleeves, and carried long stemmed spider chrysanthemums. After exchanging their vows, Mom and Dad left the church only to find Dad's older brothers lying in wait with bags of confetti! Which they promptly tossed onto the new couple, capturing them in a cloud of confetti!! I can see the glee in uncle Joe's attitude as he empties a bag of confetti down his younger brother's neck!! He appears to be relishing his role teasing his "baby" brother!!"