I apologise for the strange way this post looks but WordPress seems to have a mind of it’s own and I get all the words running together or the pictures spread out in a ridiculous fashion…………..
It has become a tradition in my family to gather on Boxing Day, 26th December. This started 25 years ago when our grandchildren were babies and became tired because Christmas Day was too much for them. Now our children visit their In-laws on the 25th and us next day.
We take it in turns to host the gathering and also take turns in making a Pinata for the young ones. This year I had to make the Pinata, which did not last long as the children are now BIG and strong. Here is my sheep.
We also have a Swap, choosing a new theme each year. Over the years we have made hats, walking sticks, clocks, kalidoscopes, bird houses, embroidery etc. The swap has developed from the original 6 inch potholder.
This year we drew a name from a hat and had to make a portrait of that person, who then received the result. My offspring can all draw but I can not. My efforts went through a range of tools. Acrylic, water paints, crayons, oil pastels, and finally oil, which proved to be the easiest medium. I was walking with my first canvas and tripped over, putting two holes in the fabric. Though it was ruined it was no great loss as far as talent went, I just started again.
Here are this year’s swap items.
Andrew by Catherine. Cath has incorporated Andrew’s creations of a pinata (green one-eyed guy), walking sticks,wooden biro cover (only part seen),musical instrument, clock and the large Judge’s chair, which he made for my sister’s 90th birthday party.
Catherine by Jenny. Jen has captured the essence of our fun loving daughter.
Jenny by me. I hope to do another portrait of Jen but in stitches. It is on my list of ‘to-do’ in 2011
Glenda is looking unusually serious here.
I was amazed at the exact likeness of Marissa, so much so that I forgot to look past the face to see the puppet is also a replication of my daughter.
You can see how closely Andrew captured her as she holds the portrait.
and finally a photo of our 4 daughters