Tattered Past

Tattered Past: My ongoing journey through genealogy, history, writing, self-exploration and art. ~~~ Rita Ackerman

Wednesday, March 30, 2016

Cousins, Remember When . . .

A couple of things have been said recently which spurred this blog post. First a devoted reader reminded me of my "remember when . . . " series. Her mother has been working on the prompts.
Isn't that wonderful? I hope she shares some of the stories with us some day.

Secondly, my cousin, Kaylee, wants to get together and write-up and compare the family stories we were told by older family members. Eventually we want to share with the rest of the family.
She's checking with her children on ways to do this through the Internet. 
(My only thought is DropBox which I've never had much luck with.)

So, that spurred me to share some photos of us growing up.

Here we are around December 1960. Kaylee is the cute blonde. 
That was her tea set and I always loved it. This was taken in our grandparent's house in Kansas.

There isn't a date on this one. That is my sister, Betty, me, Grandma Jennie, 
and Kaylee. I'm not sure where this is but I'm sure it was Kansas. 


And then there is Kaylee's older brother, Dean and I. He is one year older than me
and is the only one who still lives in Kansas. 



Please no comments on my hair. Mom was always cutting or curling and, 
I think, thinking a few choice words because my hair was so fine and thin. 

So there you are, Kaylee. 
What are some of your cousin memories?

Monday, March 14, 2016

Fun With Quirky Birds

My friends on FB and a few I've seen in person have been introduced to my quirky birds based on an online class I'm taking.

I am completely addicted to these birds. Not just because they are birds, including owls, but because they are fun and relaxing to do.

Materials include watercolor paper, cheap craft paints, stencils and spray inks, stamps, clear Gesso, markers, gel pens, paint pens, and Neocolor II crayons. All things I had on hand. I did go buy a big sheet of paper because I thought it would be easier to work with. I have plenty left to make many more. (I've already started on Quirky Birds II and I'm thinking about doing a Quirky Zoo.)

The folded book is about 5 1/2 by 3 1/2 and unfolded it is 30 1/2 long. I've loved working with the accordion fold style.
Quirky Birds class with Tam LaPorte at Willowing


I put various stamps on the background. When I drew the bird on the right above his/her head came right up into the flower. I didn't even notice it until I started painting. A truly fun bit of serendipity.


Some are "copies" of Tam's as I followed her class and others are ideas taken 
from drawings I saw on the internet. 


The reason I am thinking about a quirky zoo is when I would Google "funny bird drawings" there would be lots of great birds, but also giraffes, horses and a camels. So why not?









The gentleman bird is my hubby's favorite. 



The Quirky Bird class is here. Tam has lots of other classes and does some free videos. Let me know if you decide to take a class or do something similar. Guaranteed stress relief. 

Have a fun, Quirky, day.

Friday, March 11, 2016

Street Fair


Along the curve of Seventh Avenue in downtown Phoenix is an area called the Melrose District. I've long heard about this area, even driven through; but never stopped. This is possibly the most eclectic part of the city and with a street fair added it was a great place to spend the day.


I even enjoyed the cars as this is one of my favorite classic cars. I've long wanted one, 
but not in red or orange. Turquoise or blue would be great. 

A friend has told me many times about Copper Star Coffee.



I did go in to meet her, but I didn't get coffee; this time. 


 This car reminded me of my grandfather's. I'm not sure of years, or even makes, 
but it looks the same. He would tie his cane poles along the passenger side and off we'd go to the creek for some all day fishing. 


This is another dream car. I loved the early Mustangs and would love to have one. 


I did spend a little time roaming through Rust & Roses. Lots of treasures and fun stuff. There was a bicycle like one of mine, but I couldn't get a picture of it. 


I did manage to snap this travel trailer. I'd love to have one of these to park on the 
back of my kid's lot when I visit. 



I can't remember the name of the shop where I bought this owl mug. 
There were two, but hubby and I agreed this was the cutest.  


It was a great day of carnival style food, people watching, and browsing through 
vendor tents and shops. If you are in the Phoenix area put it on your list for next year. 


Finally, there was this great reminder in Rust & Roses. 


Have a happy day!

Monday, March 7, 2016

Happy Birthday, Mom


My mother would be 93 years old today. It's hard to imagine since she died so young. 
Here she is with her mother on one of those wonderful porches from that time period.
 

Mom never talked about growing up. She was the oldest of six children and a lot of responsibility was put on her shoulders at a young age. 

I am happy to have her high school yearbook. I was on the yearbooks staff in high school and college so they are extra important to me. 

 I met a lady here in Arizona who's father is also on this page of the yearbook. Such a small world.
Mom made notes for each of the people, what happened to them. Another sign of the times that most of the men went into the service.

My dad went into the service after they were married and my sister came along. 


Mom had a very tough life as a divorcee in the '50s. We lived in a small town where most everybody knew everybody else's business. We lived in this small house for all of my grade school years.
(My sister on left, me, Mom on the right). Mom sometimes worked two jobs.

She was cleaning offices at one point and I remember going with her some evenings. That is where I almost learned the hard way about that metal nail files and electricity don't mix. Mom caught me just in time.

Mom has been gone for almost twenty-six years. I don't remember her voice. I do remember her singing "Jesus Loves Me" as she spread Vicks on my chest when I was sick. She was an amazing cook. Grandma once said nobody in the family could make French Knots like she could. She was a hard worker and always had an immaculate home. I miss you Mom.

Happy Birthday.