Not sure exactly what's going on here—yard sale?—but I know when it's going on. That baby is 50 now. That's my ex husband, Douglas, with his firstborn. Behind them is baby Adam's mother (and Douglas's first wife), Jamie, whose birthday was the day before yesterday. On the left I believe we have cousin Roberta with her daughter Lizzie. In the lampshade, my and Jamie's mother-in-law, Shirley.
I didn't yet know any of these people. but I'm sure any gathering I would have been a part of would have shared the vibe, a kind of longhaired, bellbottomed, potsmoking, hangloose groovy scene. How times and we have all changed. If you could get in the wayback machine, would you?
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My first thought was that is was some kind of hippie interpretation of the birth of Jesus, but I guess I just have Christmas on my mind. Jesus has a crib in this version. The woman in the lampshade is clearly a wise (wo)man. That wooden structure in front of the crib,an easel maybe,represents the manger. I could keep playing, but you see it now, right?
Cool, man. Cool.
I knew it reminded me of something! Yes the baby is positioned correctly and haloed with light hair. But we're missing animals. Other than humans, I mean.
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