My Morning Tea

There's been little time this week for the studio or the computer as my little urchins were home most of the week with strep. They're recovering now and are up and raring to go play.

In the quiet times, I will admit to visiting the internet and favorite blogs. One that I've gone back to many times is Alice Fox's posts Gifts from the Pavement 1 & 2. If you haven't stopped by yet, just click on the links to meander over and be amazed at what Alice has done with rust, thread and a tad of paint for her sketchbook for the 2013 Sketchbook Project.

Midst salivating over Alice's sketchbook, I realized that I'd yet to post final photos of my sketchbook, My Morning Tea, which is a tribute of sorts to my grandmother who introduced me to the joys of making and drinking tea.

The spreads alternate between pages rusted using that morning's tea bag and layered tea bags which tell the story:

 

One of my fondest memories from childhood 

is of my grandmother making tea. 

She’d put a pot of water on to boil,

get out a large metal mixing bowl,

throw in freshly picked mint leaves,

add slices of orange, sugar and Lipton tea bags. 

When the water was ready, she’d pour it into the bowl

and let everything steep for a bit.

The scent of mint and orange 

would waft through the house, 

filling every corner and crack 

with the most delicious aroma. 

To me, it is the memory of a grandmother’s love.