Coming from a family where family history is lost or suppressed or deliberately forgotten, I always have a bit of nostalgia for old things and memories and stories. Life in the future seems forbidding and apocalyptic, especially these days, so looking backward to areas of familiarity feels good and safe. Good because there are good memories, and safe because I know what was what (as best one ever can), and even though there were areas of ambiguity or fear or confusion, familiarity can help. Getting older has the same effect – familiarity. Falling in love as a teen is not the same as falling in love at 40!
Anyway, I put the black and white capabilities of a digital camera to work. The original photo was quite gritty and really not interesting as far as I was concerned, but then I putzed a bit and thought that a sepia print – faded black and white – and a deckled border could do the trick.
Artistic impulse satisfied!
Nostalgia satisfied!
Good memories of esposo and pooches add to the mix, and here you are.
Ink, Yarn & Beer 