Now that I'm an adult I realize that most of my journeys do not involve planes or passports...
(Asiye of l'atelier chose this wonderful word - see her blog for other participants.)
Friday, August 7, 2009
Weekword: Wanderlust
I have a distinct memory from when I was a little girl - I am standing with my mom in front of a big window at the airport watching planes take off. Were we there to see somebody off? Or perhaps to meet someone? Or was it one of my ever-resourceful mother's ideas for entertaining four kids on a Sunday afternoon? I can't remember. But I do remember thinking: One day I too will travel - I will go on journeys.
Now that I'm an adult I realize that most of my journeys do not involve planes or passports...
(Asiye of l'atelier chose this wonderful word - see her blog for other participants.)
Now that I'm an adult I realize that most of my journeys do not involve planes or passports...
(Asiye of l'atelier chose this wonderful word - see her blog for other participants.)
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11 comments:
wonderful interpretation!
love the illustration and more so what you had to say. and yes you are right!
have a beautiful weekend
This is very nice...Nice wandering back in memoryland...;)))
oooooh, lovely!
You are so lucky to have such a wonderful head to travel through- saves a lot of cash and waiting time and is probably more rewarding! I would love to wander about there.
You have been busy- I have been missing you.
I love your illustration, the sweet memory and your clever mom.
I love your illustration! I can remember going to Prestwick Airport (in the west of Scotland)as a small child when it wasn't much more than a grass strip and a wooden hut!
Hi there, I to remember going to what was then DF Malan Airport to see my gran off when she went to visit her daughter in Durban. I must have been 9 or 10. I remember standing at the window and waiting for her to appear at the top of the steps. Turn and wave.
She always wore a coat and a matching hat... and she always carried under her arm a box with a smoked snoek, a present for a homesick family. A real taste of the Cape!
Lovely illustraion and your words are sweet...I don't use planes and such 'things' for my daily travels either...
Girl, this is *GREAT*. Seriously... your interpretation is AWESOME. PERIOD.
"...ideas for entertaining four kids on a Sunday afternoon..."
that sounds soooo my mom trying to figurate out what to do with us (four kids, of course!)!
"most of my journeys do not involve planes or passports..."
this is the best.
what a beautiful story - and i wish many journeys upon you in your life
i love the little girl's hand reaching out.
... my serious Sundays is about that - grabbing art and life: how to get somewhere as an artist. I share my experiences and strategies on my blog every Sunday strating today....
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