Funny how memory works. When I was a little girl, everything seemed to be so very big; trees, staircases, people, furniture, everything was huge! Can you imagine two straight back chairs that when placed side by side could make a crib for a 3-year-old. I recreated just such a crib for you in a series of photographs above, it was an easy thing to do since the idea has stuck in my memory from so many years!
What about time…how quickly everything passes by now at 62. 24 hours to a person my age is more like a full week to a child of 3 to 5! At that age, everything is a discovery. Everyone was so wonderfully fuller, more complete and so much nicer or nastier. There’s something hyper-real in the workings of a child’s mind. I’ve often thought that as a childwe couldn’t imagine how the day would end, it’s always a surprise, whereas now, we’ve programmed our day until there is nothing left to surprise us.
An adult remembers his past differently, too. He colors the past with emotions so that the past changes, people change and indeed even the world changes. And though I remember those two chairs as being the most comfortable bed I’ve ever slept in, experimentation in later years has convinced me that I must have slept very badly indeed! The chairs would have come apart each time I moved…the pillows would have fallen off, and it’s so narrow…But, I remember it being the most comfortable bed I ever slept in and I remember how much fun it was making it and grandma and mom laughing with me as I got into it….
And the future? It was imponderable when I was a child. The very thought of 1980 or 2000, or heaven forbid, 2014…my head would begin to swim even just thinking about the idea of being 20 years old! Those numbers had magical connotations…imponderables as I said, unthinkable dates this assured the coming of the future in all it’s magical mystery, because no man could manipulate those numbers…the future could be what it would be.
voyage through time