When I was a child, I spent most of the summers with my dear grandparents in New Jersey. I hold young memories of Atlantic City, softened with age...riding the huge ferris wheel and the far flung swings...the fortune telling machines and the smell of the salty ocean air...the drifts of sand along the boardwalk...the smell of the wide sun-baked planks under my feet. I remember the sweet cotton candy (always the blue, not pink) and the welcome respite of cool shaded booths filled with cheap touristy things...I imagine where this little pin has been, but I do know where it started out...in the hands of a hopeful, smiling tourist...maybe a couple on their honeymoon... or maybe in the fist of a little girl just like me.
I just had to make this necklace when I came across this wonderful vintage tourist pin in a recent purchase of "junk" jewelry....and it has been so long since I've told a story associated with my work.
I like this one...Yes, I like this story.
I like this story, too, Jennifer. Thanks for sharing. :) And I love the necklace - so beautiful! Blessings, Karen
ReplyDeleteThat took me briefly away from winter winds; I always love your stories however short they may be.
ReplyDeleteSo lovely! I can't put my finger on it but this piece reminds me so much of my grandmother! I lived with her for a while when I was 7-a looong time ago-but this brings a familiar feeling of her to mind. Another fantastic piece Jennifer!
ReplyDeleteOh I love that beautiful blue! I've always wanted to visit the east coast, love your sweet story. :)
ReplyDeleteMuch Love,
Jenny
I love it. The blue is gorgeous. Love the story too, though I have never been to New Jersey. :)
ReplyDeleteKerri
I love the Jersey shore, I was lucky enough to spend many weekends at Wildwood with friends. Now in the midwest and often find myself missing the shore. Your piece is a lovely tribute.
ReplyDeleteAngie