Anyway – colors always challenge me. I have no taste at all when it comes to color. Most of the time I wish I could burn all the pink cloths – because looking through the photo files all I can see is pink. Pink is so…challenging.
I was enjoying my breakfast this morning when Nic Howard sent us an inspiration mail. A photo with some cute lush pink stash. Just as much inspiration as my two pieces of dry bread with two slices of cheese:)
Still – I logged in to elements and played with the pink…
No story. Just a color play and the fact that I do love her.
Moving on to her grandmother…
Melbu – 1974.
My sister in-law. I have the album for her youth. You know the album where every third photo is missing because there was a boyfriend or something:) Most of the photos are really bad but I have learned to work with what I have. Never mind my sister in-law. Look at the house. This house is not like any house I have seen in Norway so I had to ask about it. The house is in Melbu – in North Norway and was built after the war in 1945. The bricks came to Norway as ballast on a ship from England. Looking at the photo in 2010 it remind me of a Halloween-house.
This is where she came to live the first time away from home. Starting her education as a tailor. I guess she had a dream – maybe in fashion?
It is kind of hard to remember that this is how she looked when she moved into my childhood home two years later – with the same cloths and the poster.
This first week in Nic`s class is all about red – so red it is.