LA CARTE DE NOEL D'UNE ARTISTE DE TALENT
When we lived in Tunisia, my parents surrounded themselves with a large group of fun loving friends. Many of the parties they attended were costumed and always had an extraordinary theme, like a Prévert party once - you were to dress as one of his poems...- and another where my father went as an egg. Yes, an egg! (But then again, this was a man who crossed the entire continent of Africa- Tunis to Capetown- in a Jeep he built himself from pieces left behind after WWII. And he did it twice.)
Among this very special group, one woman stood out even more; a talented artist, Marie-Constance, -she did not use her last name- a member of an old classic family who, having "married into" another old classic family, had decided to keep marching to her own drummer. Every year this wonderfully creative, generous and fun artist painted her own Christmas cards, each an original, each a mini masterpiece. My mother, the historian and art lover at heart kept a number of them. Thank you mother!
Where am I going with this tale?
To this
Je vous souhaite à tous et à toutes de très
Joyeuses Fêtes de Noël
Joyeuses Fêtes de Noël
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au revoir.
Joyeuses fêtes!
ReplyDeleteThe tale of your father! a dream to an adventurous mind such as mine. Your childhood sounds so exotic and full of "joie de vivre".
ReplyDeleteA Joyeux Noel to you and your family and hope to see each other again in 1012,
Francine