Day 18 / 365 : Art journalling
I was married quite young, 19 to be precise. There were a lot of opinions around the fact we were so young, including many who told us not to be stupid that we didn't know what we were doing..... We had had our first child Leith Hill just over 6 months prior, bought a house, Dan had started a new career and we were planning a wedding .... nothing like throwing a few stressful hurdles in the mix, but hey if that wasn't proof we had the stuff to make it last, then I don't know what was.
Anyway, transgressing here....a common tradition for any new bride to be, is the obligatory hens night. My sister Sherie Chant organised the night with a 70s theme. I think however I misjudged my own costume, that made me look a bit more than an indian woman than a hippy, with my long red embroidered dress and black dreadlock wig..... It didn't matter though, my favourite band in the day was the Doors, Jim Morrision, the lead singer had strong connections with Indians and so started my fascination with them. In year 11 art, I did a painting of him with his Indian guide, I think my sister may still have it.....Anyway transgressing again.... so it was a 70s party, but I was dressed like an Indian, and everyone else was a hippy.....(not like me to be a little different, hey....) The show stopper of the night was a surprise visit by a male stripper, whom my sister had paid to come all the way from Perth (we lived in Geraldton) in order to entertain a roomful of ladies. My mum and aunty Celia, were very supportive of this young mans performance, being his biggest cheer squad and encouraging him the whole way.....lol. The stripper, who's real name slips my mind, happened to be dressed (initially) as a policeman.
Those who know a bit about my current life will see the humour in that..... #indian #indianguide #hensnight #artjournal #paint #ink #stitch #collage #artaday #visualdiary