Tag Archives: childhood
spacious beyond belief – a little comic about a big house
These are my American grandparents. My grandmother died when I was in high school, but my grandpa has recently gone to live in a care home. It’s a huge deal, because he’s been in his house near Seattle since way … Continue reading
childhood painting
Back to the photos I found when I was back in Seattle recently… Here’s one of my all-time best days at school that I can remember as a kid. It was first grade, and our class was making a big … Continue reading
the royal family
Another one from the childhood photos I dug up on my recent visit to the States. Proof of past princessing. Although, come to recall, I think that year my sister and I both insisted on being KINGS, not princesses. I … Continue reading
stumptown comics festival – portland, oregon
Jet-lag and catching up means it’s taken me a week and a half to blog this, but here it is, my Stumptown blog post! My family used to go every year to the Oregon on holiday (Cannon Beach, to be … Continue reading
childhood reading
When I was in Seattle, I had a great time going through some old family photo albums and taking quick snapshots of some of them. I noticed a couple themes that emerged. One of them was books; there were loads … Continue reading
travel day
I’m back! I’ve ridden in a taxi, Amtrak train, another taxi, car, two airplanes, two Underground trains and a bus since yesterday (was it yesterday? It’s 6am in Seattle right now and I am all confused.) I’m too tired to … Continue reading
digging up old school photos
I needed to supply a photo of me as a five-year-old for a current project, so I dug up my old first-grade school yearbook. Here’s my mug shot, which I notice I carefully circled and labelled: I’m almost completely blind … Continue reading
dear diary: jan 7, 1988
Yeah, the writing isn’t stellar, but I’m trying to keep to the original text. (Read all the entries so far.)
dear diary, 1988
My first diary illustration (here’s my original post): The best day in my old diary comes right near the start, and this WAS a good day, I had that boom box for years. Strangely, I’ve forgotten what the woman looked … Continue reading
dear diary
I’ve been watching a BBC programme, Dear Diary, about people who have kept diaries or written diary books (Virginia Woolf, Sue Townsend, Anne Frank and others) and it compelled me to dig up one of my old diaries, the only … Continue reading
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