This series was inspired by the green stamps they shared that immediately struck a nastalgic grandmaw maw memory nerve in me. These atc's are inspired by my little Maw Maw who paper pieced quilts with newspaper on her technically challenging (for me) pink Nicci sewing machine. She'd take us to the TG&Y dime store where she'd buy notions and fabrics and of course treats for us. She and my mom saved up those green stamps and redeemed them for goodies. To me my ATCs mean Port Arthur in the 1970's, thick chicory coffee shots, zydeco music and my precious little cajun Maw Maw dancing in her slippers while she cooked us up rice and gravy. I couldn't wait to get out of Sunday Mass to dig into her roast and dirty rice! Ewwhewwwweeee!!
And an atc made from my lutradur and lace piece.