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This collage of memories is based on the life and beauty of another one of my great aunts, Mattie Malvina Hamilton. She was the sixth of seven daughters, born in Kentucky in 1880. Although I don’t remember her, I do know that she was a favorite sister of my grandmother. I wish I had listened more carefully to her stories of “Aunt Matt”.....
CHEF clabudak wants us to experiment with vintage-tinged collage techniques, a genre that some of us may find difficult at first. She says, "I wanted to give others a chance to branch out a bit if they haven't tried it before" (or even if they have!!).
➤ Create an image in the style of collage art (a.k.a., cut-out art). See below for some inspiration links.**
➤ The main subject must be a vintage portrait of one man or one woman. See note below.***
➤ The image must include at least one animal (from spider to elephant and all in between).
➤ It must also include text.
➤ NO SUPER BRIGHT, SATURATED COLORS.
A quick snap in poor light - I removed a distracting background in Photoshop and then processed with Topaz Impressions - HSS!
Lucretia's hilarious great Aunt Hilda is always lots of fun to visit. Hilda insists that the ill-fitting wig helps her to look centuries younger, but Lucretia thinks it just makes her look a little crazy!
Blythe a Day - Meet My Crazy Aunt Hilda (Bewitched) 10/4/25
Silent Lucretia Blythe
Hat - made by me
Dress- Etsy
Skeleton - Walmart
Wig - Liv
Dog - vintage Barbie 1980s
Birds - my son's Schleich
Chairs - Sindy
Clock - Avon, flea market find
Water pitcher and cup - vintage Barbie airplane
Pie - Michaels
Clock - pencil sharpener, flea market find
Dear Aunt Sassy,
There is a man who I am madly in love with, but he pays no attention to me. He drools over a red-head at lunch who doesn’t care about him in the least. How do I get him to notice me?
Frustrated
Dear Frustrated,
If he ain’t paying attention and you’re sending signals, then leave a tack on his chair. Keep doing that and he’ll try to figure out who is doing it. If you get caught just give him, you now, The Look. He’ll get the idea. Moral: the way to a man’s heart is through the seat of his pants.
AS
I think that Aunt Martha has been out in the cold for too long!
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Je pense que tante Marthe est sortie trop longtemps dans le froid !
I spent the night with my nephews, and they were up early in the morning ready to go exploring, no time to get ready with these two, got to hop in the shower and run, we went and explored a historical Civil War site, they were acting silly with me and having fun for their Mom in front of the camera, and yes they did take off their football gear before we left the house...but they would wear it out if they could I'm sure, these two are a riot, we had a blast, I love them both...Aunt Kewlgrrl
This shot was captured during my last visit Masai Mara,Sept 2017 when early in the morning while driving along the game reserve we came across a pride of lioness with cubs basking in the morning sunshine under a shady bush......the cubs watched by two lioness who one can be the mother and the aunt...it's a close knit group in the lions pride.....
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Made this lemonade recipe for our Father's Day dinner and my daughter gave me the idea of shooting the photo above the glass. I picked the mint from the garden and brought in some complimentary colors. The recipe is so simple and very refreshing. Disclaimer: Aunt Frances is not my aunt, but I do know she made her nieces very happy with this treat.
Aunt Frances' Lemonade
4 lemons
4 limes
4 oranges
1 1/2 cups sugar
3 quarts of water
Juice the fruit and combine all the ingredients in a pitcher or other serving container. Chill or pour over ice. Slice fruit for a garnish. Enjoy!
Ok, technically she's my husband's aunt, but I claim her as my own. She will be 96 in just a few days,
Aunt Esther arrived. My father’s youngest sister pulled into our Wickham Road driveway. She was driving cross country by herself. As a child, growing up on the Saskatchewan prairie, she had been ill with scarlet fever, kept in bed for months. My father Max, older by six years, had been tasked by their mother to watch over her. For his whole life, he took his assignment seriously. But Esther, much to Max’s exasperation, had little use for anyone else’s direction, opinion, or protection. If he gave her unsolicited advice, she’d shake her tossle of loose curls, raise her hands in frustration and turn away. I heard my parents talking about her: Esther this and Esther that. My mother bristled at Esther’s criticism of her going along with my father too much.
Esther got out of the car. We stood along the drive to greet her. She waved away our gesture to hug hello. Instead, wearing short shorts and a sleeveless top, she did cartwheels across the front yard. Then walked on her hands back to us. No traces of sickliness in her lithe, tanned body now. I’d never seen a woman with dark hair on their legs or sprouting from their armpits. Was she a woman or a man? Something other, I decided.
#inktober2025 Day 7
From a collection of illustrated vignettes about my girlhood in Manhattan, Kansas.
Portrait of my aunt Alvina.
This picture was taken with:
* Canon 60d
* Canon Speedlight 580 EX II
* Softbox 50x50
* Canon EF 24-105 f/4
At the Missouri Botanical Garden.
www.missouribotanicalgarden.org
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We so could be mother daughter/Aunt and Niece or whatever you feel we are.
But basically we are just such good friends the age gap doesn't mean anything for we are both forever young at heart.
Last night we had a good old natter mainly about both our little travels during September /October what with the hen do and wedding i attended and Janet's family visit. we also touched on the ethics of raising a trans child something we differing opinions on. Janet being way more supportive than i am on that subject.
Its good to discuss things like that though for opinions can change when presented with a different viewpoint.
I still feel a lot of trans children are moved in the wrong direction through kindness for I believe puberty is a great leveller of ones mental and emotional state with regards gender and sexuality. Just my view not right not wrong just my own experience really.
Anyway enough of the deep stuff,
Isn't this a lovely photo?
She died when she was 27 and my mom was 25. I found all of these photos of her that I hadn't ever seen before at my grandfathers. She looks like my kind of girl.
Wouldn't it have been so nice to have a loving Aunt Margie to help us explore our feminine side when we were young.
And now, something so diabolical, so fantastic, you'll be sitting on the edge of your toilet seat (with or without paper at your disposal... forgive the pun!!!!). She's ruthless, bloodthirsty, and wants revenge, and on her terms!
My Aunt Barbara knocked out cold from her white wine. It's such a tease when she passes out with her nice big butt up in the air and her sexy soles showing, drives me crazy.
hasselblad 500c 80mm
my aunt rosie was in town this weekend from her home in hollywood, ca, visiting her parents, my grandparents. she was baking some homemade post-valentine's day cookies in the kitchen when i took these. she's adorable and gorgeous!
Momma done told you to pick up that mess! Now Aunt Da Bri's gotta come up in dis crib and knock some sense into ya!
Just got board at work and fixed up this shot. (Stupid flash blew out the shot). The hair was buggin' that day and I pulled a Claire :D
my Francis Bacon (painter) style artwork. i love my aunt & (late) uncle yet could not resist making this:
Located on Tom Sawyer Island, this used to sell sandwiches, etc., back in the day. (We tried it in the late 80's early 90's). Now it's down to 2 vending machines selling Coke products and water. I didn't think that the ham & cheese sandwiches were that great, but if they sold good food, you'd think that they would make more money. Just a thought. :-)
Aunt Jemima House ~ February 2016 ~ Saint Joseph, Missouri ~ Copyright ©2016 Bob Travaglione ~ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ~ www.FoToEdge.com
One would think that by now--at her advanced age--she would exhibit some sense of decorum.
Keep thinking.
Aunt Jemima House ~ Saint Joseph, Missouri ~ Copyright ©2015 Bob Travaglione ~ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED ~ www.FoToEdge.com