A favorite blogger writes: "What has happened to all the women who are done with child-rearing? Young voices permeate the blogosphere." What do sixty-something women do with their lives, especially if they do not have full-time jobs? We're here to find that out.
Saturday, November 11, 2006
Julia
This is Julia, named for the friend who agreed to be wrapped in plaster for art's sake. Z made her in art class when she was a high school junior. She won a prize, and was exhibited all over the state. But I knew it would just be a matter of time before she'd arrive here, like another mouth to feed, and we'd have to put her somewhere. For years she was in the living room, next to the fireplace. Now she's upstairs where she alternates between the two large empty bedrooms. But there will be young visitors up there soon, and they might be frightened. Maybe time to bring her back downstairs. I enjoy having her around. And there's plenty of room for her now.
I'm sixty-five. I still live in the same suburban NJ house where I raised my three daughters. They wonder what I do all day. Now they will be able to find out, and so will I.
5 Comments:
How did I not know that Julia had won a prize and been exhibited all over the state? Congratulations, Z!
Ah - that's part of what we're doing here. Keeping everyone in the loop.
she's looking worse for the wear! her legs weren't alwyas so sideways. z.
EEEK!
I remember Madeleine being quite enthralled with Julia during our last visit.
I didn't realize she'd won a prize either-- congratulations, Z!
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