Acrylic on MDF 5 3/4″ X 7 3/4″
When I was little my dad took a trip to Poland. Upon his return he brought back a suitcase of souvenirs for us kids. It felt like he was gone forever. To us, crossing the Atlantic was like going on an expedition back into history - something like a time machine and his quest was long and perilous. We were showered with goodies and stories. I had never seen him so happy. My favorite gift was my Nesting Doll. (See photo below.)

Also in photo, an old photo of my youngest brother with our bunny at the time, Snuffles (circa early 1990s), and a hand painted egg from Poland.









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Tristan // October 5, 2007 at 12:21 pm
the cute!
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