Polly was a keen underwater swimmer. Her mother said she had been born with the lungs of a fish as she would slide under the water in the bath as a young baby and could lie there for a considerable time before arching her back to get up. Maybe her birthday under the star sign of Pisces had something to do with it. She really had been a handful when growing up. Anyhow, Polly was a keen swimmer and spent most of her time in the water exploring everywhere and anywhere she could. She was also prone to being a little arrogant at times but her friends all knew her and put up with her ways which showed through now and again. Most of the time however she was nice and always loyal to her friends.
This particular day Polly had gone diving and swimming around with her friend Prue, They were on holiday in Egypt and trying out some new waters hoping to spot some different species of fish. At one time a friendly one eyed octopus had swum by with a tiny brightly coloured crab on his tail. there had been some funny looking creatures on the ocean's bed but so far no exotic fish.
Suddenly Polly noticed a fish swimming right at her with his mouth wide open as if he was going to swallow her up.
"You don't scare me", said Polly, "I've seen bigger fish than you around or do you want to talk? Tell you what - Let's talk soon because I miss the sound of my own voice."
Prue was well out of sight but later that day Polly was telling her about the pink fish and how he tried to scare her. She said told Prue how she had told him she would chat with him later. Prue wondered just what had been said and wondered if Polly had told him how she loved the sound of her own voice. Prue was an expert on knowing that, afterall she was the one who had to put up with Polly and her arrogant ways at times.
This was done on a pre stencilled page in my journal - being the reverse stencilling of the page I showed you last week (ie last week's was a second generation - this was a first). I had to do the page in a bit of a hurry on Tuesday because I had just learned that my friend has passed away in the early hours of the morning and I knew there was no time after that day to do anything. It occupied me and helped with the grieving too.
I quickly thought up the bare bones of a story, found the last swimming figure I had and put a masked head on her. Then I went through my stash of Dylusion figures and found the underwater ones. A quick session with a couple of Promarkers and I was ready - just a story to make up. Sorry it is not very imaginative but I am now linking it up with Art Journal Journey and Mia's theme of Fish. Hope to see some of you there.
