For CSI #45
Used all five colors: medium brown, cream, off white, pale gray, and grayish green
Evidence: Used woodgrain (thin veneer behind the photo), buttons, lantern, vintage text (post card), textured paper, and mostly cardstock with one pattern paper.
Testimony: I wove a tale about my ancestors in connection to a famous event in history, and tried to present the "place" of my characters in relation to their family standing, and also incorporated the inspiration words family, comfort and home.
My journaling is typed using a vintage typewriter on little strips of paper and placed in groups on the page opposite this layout, as this is going into an album about my Mother.
"A Tale of Two Sisters"
We were the youngest in our family of ten. I was known as "Tootsie", although my real name is Suzannah. Pauline, my little sister, was called "Babe". And was she ever a baby when it came to pouting and getting her own way, as you can see by that expression on her face in this picture!!
We were having our photograph taken by our oldest brother who was all grown up. He told Pauline to give a pretty smile. And even though we were wearing our brand new "best" dresses, which were pale blue voile with "Bertha" collars, she still pulled a pout! That's Pauline for you, sometimes she was just plain contrary!!
It was a real sacrifice for Ma to have these dresses made for us by Mrs. Farnum. Ma worked every day from 6 to 6 in the mill, except for Sunday. Ma is very iron willed, and maybe this is where Pauline gets her stubborn head from. Anyway, they say it is a "Great Depression" and that Ma is lucky to have this work. We don't have a Father. We did have one, but he died before Pauline was born, and I was only 2 years old. The mill gave Ma his position as a weaver so she could feed us all, and give us a place to live, a home she tried to make comfortable and pleasant for all of us.
But for us, this "depression" doesn't seem so depressing! Our days are mostly fun. Because our older brothers and sisters get work here and there, we can go to school, and have other comforts that Betty, one of my older sisters, is always reminding us she didn't have when she was our age. Betty is kind of spoiled because she is so pretty.
When we weren't in school, we liked to play "make believe house" in the deserted Holden Lumber Co. building. To make our house look pretty we swept the earthen floor in each timbered cubicle with branches. We gathered wild flowers and filled thrown away bottles and tin cans with them, and placed them along the top of flat beams that were used to hold lumber. Shiny stones were our jewels, and we put them alongside our vases of wildflowers. We wove together wreaths. Tree branches, acorns, bird feathers and nests we used for decoration in our little houses. Although we didn't have "real" dolls, we did have little tiny 5 cent celluloid dolls. Our doll babies were cradled in leaves for their naps in our house. While the babies slept, we visited with our neighbor "house" friends, usually Harriet Farnum or Janet Woldyka. We sang songs and complimented each other on how nice our houses looked. It was so much fun, until someone would say - oh, it's time to eat! And we would cast aside our vases and stones and grab our babies, and run home for our supper!!
When we were lucky enough to get 5 cents, which we had to share, we ran to "Blind Bill's" candy store. It was a serious business trying to choose the right candy. The more we got for a penny, the fuller our little brown paper bags would be! We usually got jelly beans, or boston bsked beans, because we got a lot for our nickel. But we really coveted MaryJanes, which were expensive, only 3 for a penny.
So you see how carefree and happy our days were?? What's so sad about this depression? We were loved, although sometimes it was a tough love, Ma was kind of demanding! And at the end of the day, even though I had to share a bed with Pauline, who dreamt wild dreams and tossed all over the place, she was my little sister, and I loved her the bestest, that is after Ma, of course!"
Used all five colors: medium brown, cream, off white, pale gray, and grayish green
Evidence: Used woodgrain (thin veneer behind the photo), buttons, lantern, vintage text (post card), textured paper, and mostly cardstock with one pattern paper.
Testimony: I wove a tale about my ancestors in connection to a famous event in history, and tried to present the "place" of my characters in relation to their family standing, and also incorporated the inspiration words family, comfort and home.
My journaling is typed using a vintage typewriter on little strips of paper and placed in groups on the page opposite this layout, as this is going into an album about my Mother.
"A Tale of Two Sisters"
We were the youngest in our family of ten. I was known as "Tootsie", although my real name is Suzannah. Pauline, my little sister, was called "Babe". And was she ever a baby when it came to pouting and getting her own way, as you can see by that expression on her face in this picture!!
We were having our photograph taken by our oldest brother who was all grown up. He told Pauline to give a pretty smile. And even though we were wearing our brand new "best" dresses, which were pale blue voile with "Bertha" collars, she still pulled a pout! That's Pauline for you, sometimes she was just plain contrary!!
It was a real sacrifice for Ma to have these dresses made for us by Mrs. Farnum. Ma worked every day from 6 to 6 in the mill, except for Sunday. Ma is very iron willed, and maybe this is where Pauline gets her stubborn head from. Anyway, they say it is a "Great Depression" and that Ma is lucky to have this work. We don't have a Father. We did have one, but he died before Pauline was born, and I was only 2 years old. The mill gave Ma his position as a weaver so she could feed us all, and give us a place to live, a home she tried to make comfortable and pleasant for all of us.
But for us, this "depression" doesn't seem so depressing! Our days are mostly fun. Because our older brothers and sisters get work here and there, we can go to school, and have other comforts that Betty, one of my older sisters, is always reminding us she didn't have when she was our age. Betty is kind of spoiled because she is so pretty.
When we weren't in school, we liked to play "make believe house" in the deserted Holden Lumber Co. building. To make our house look pretty we swept the earthen floor in each timbered cubicle with branches. We gathered wild flowers and filled thrown away bottles and tin cans with them, and placed them along the top of flat beams that were used to hold lumber. Shiny stones were our jewels, and we put them alongside our vases of wildflowers. We wove together wreaths. Tree branches, acorns, bird feathers and nests we used for decoration in our little houses. Although we didn't have "real" dolls, we did have little tiny 5 cent celluloid dolls. Our doll babies were cradled in leaves for their naps in our house. While the babies slept, we visited with our neighbor "house" friends, usually Harriet Farnum or Janet Woldyka. We sang songs and complimented each other on how nice our houses looked. It was so much fun, until someone would say - oh, it's time to eat! And we would cast aside our vases and stones and grab our babies, and run home for our supper!!
When we were lucky enough to get 5 cents, which we had to share, we ran to "Blind Bill's" candy store. It was a serious business trying to choose the right candy. The more we got for a penny, the fuller our little brown paper bags would be! We usually got jelly beans, or boston bsked beans, because we got a lot for our nickel. But we really coveted MaryJanes, which were expensive, only 3 for a penny.
So you see how carefree and happy our days were?? What's so sad about this depression? We were loved, although sometimes it was a tough love, Ma was kind of demanding! And at the end of the day, even though I had to share a bed with Pauline, who dreamt wild dreams and tossed all over the place, she was my little sister, and I loved her the bestest, that is after Ma, of course!"
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