I wasn't sure what I wanted to do this month. I had a few ideas...I was really inspired by the Beatles performance at my school...so that was one...and then a while back I had thought about steam punk...then I had thought about maybe going monochromatic...or maybe doing a month of correspondence art aka mail art...and then again, I wanted to wait and see what the unofficial Creative Every Day group theme was for the month...it's 'green' by the way. (and this is just a glimpse into my process at the end of each month, as I am trying to get some kind of closure on the current series but already obsessing over 'what's next?')
...I kept going back to the idea of monochromatic...I was thinking pink...and Barbie girls (even ones that have allegedly grown up, like me!) can tell you that there is only one pink- Barbie pink.
But then I remembered earlier this month I had gotten distracted looking up some old Barbie commercials.
So I started looking up images, just to see if I felt the inspiration to create a series...and I started to feel it- inspiration...
And...I found out that there was a 'Barbie Dreamhouse Experience' literally minutes from where I work.
Annnnnnnd...at some point...not sure if it is still up...there had been an exhibit dedicated to Barbie not far from me in Boynton...
Okay, so it was a done deal. She had me at pink. Literally almost thirty years later and I am just as excited about those pink boxes, large eyes, unbendable arms and extensive wardrobe as I ever was!
I cannot even begin to THINK of my childhood without Barbie. Seriously. I want to get this post up to introduce the series, so I will save my early obsession with fashion, pink, sparkles and organization for another blog post...but let's just say Barbie was my homegirl. For real, just ask Momma Love;
Imagine little Jenny, it's I don't know...1983. I am six years old. (dates/age might be off a little...hey, it was a long time ago!) And the brand new Sears catalog comes out, the 'Wish Book'. And boy did I ever wish. We never had a much money growing up, but my mom always managed to make sure I what I needed, and fun stuff like toys, too. But the Sears Wish Book...that was another level. I would go through it from beginning to end, circling the things my little heart desired. Sometimes I got' em...but even when I didn't (which honestly, was most of the time) I got satisfaction just...wishing....dreaming about these amazing Barbies and clothes.
So you could imagine my excitement when I unwrapped my Christmas gift to see the brand new Barbie Dreamhouse. It was one of the best Christmas gifts ever. And it was mine.
Fast forward...thirty years later adult Jenny has the chance to walk through Barbie's Dreamhouse.
And I did.
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