A weekly-ish blog sharing my series of collages about growing up in the South during the 1950s.
Monday, July 16, 2012
During the first through twelfth grades, my family moved nine times. To help alleviate sadness, I was promised a room of my own that could be decorated any way I wished. I learned to paint walls, take down wallpaper, paint furniture, etc. That part of moving was enjoyable!