This simple little collage is for my dear friend Carla. Her book in our pock-et-ful round robin is really a treat — a little jewel full of sweet little children in brightly colored collages. I really love it.
My piece for the book is sort of an anomaly, but, it does have a story. A while ago, I stumbled across a fellow in Austria who was selling out cabinet cards. They aren’t the kind usually seen over here that are 4×6" or bigger. These are tiny — more like 2 1/2" x 4" — and a lot of them are communion pictures. They are very sweet and I had been happily buying them up until I stumbled across the girl pictured here. The photo is dated from the early part of the century. She looks like me. She looks like all of my cousins. She looks like my daughter. I wonder if she is a relative? It seems unlikely as my family is from Russia, but I could put this picture next to the one on my mantel of my grandmother and her siblings and it would fit right in.
At some point, I’m going to have to see if I can do some research and figure out who she is. For now, I’m imagining her story. I hope she got out of Austria during World War II. I’m sure she felt like she wanted to fly away when all the ugliness started.