Over a decade ago, I made two Godzilla cards for friends. The first was my spontaneous response to a birthday party invitation requesting creative cards and no gifts. Another friend at the party wanted a Godzilla card for herself, so next Christmas, she got this from me, Godzilla turning her home into his own Christmas tree. I hadn't taken pictures of either of the cards, so I'm so glad they surfaced again. The cards remind me of a special time in our family life where Japanese Godzilla movies ruled the day! We made Godzilla birthday cakes, watched the movies again and again, imitated them, and incorporated dialog from movies into our daily lives. "Kaaaatsuuurrraaaa!!!" (the ill-fated daughter of a secretive Japanese scientist)
So happy to reminisce about that time in our lives.
For all you Japanese Godzilla movie fans, here's a short walk down memory lane, a link to a video featuring all the monsters from Godzilla movies and their unique roars.
Thanks for remembering with me.
I like to design my own cards, on occasion. This card recently surfaced at our monthly Girls Just Wanna Paint gathering when member Joan Brancale brought some pictures from the past.
A dozen years ago, I made the time to begin studying painting ferociously. It opened a whole new world to me, for starters, the world of people who don't commute to a desk job every day. Consequently, I met a terrific group of women, including Joan, and found myself invited to her birthday party. The invitation described a "no present" birthday, but creative cards were welcome.
We had a kindergartener at the time who had a love of all the Japanese Godzilla movies. You know, Godzilla vs. Mothra, vs. Megalon, Jet Jaguar, vs. King Ghidorah, vs. Mechagodzilla, vs. Gighan, vs. Monster Zero, ... I think you get the point. The movies were a big part of our day-to-day (or at least week-to-week) and we laughed at Godzilla's crazy Highland fling he dances after blasting Ghidorah (or was it Gighan?), the Plans B and C that are invoked after Godzilla stomps past the Japanese Army's front line, and the sing-song advice given in unison by the tiny twins in a box carted around during Mothra's hatching. We even had a bedtime routine called "Godzilla Check".
So, in the 20 minutes before Joan's party, I decided to make a Godzilla card. North River Arts Society, our local organization, had just issued a new membership brochure with Joan gracing the cover. I cut her from the brochure, replacing the village street she was painting with Godzilla emerging from the trees, and replacing her canvas with a small Godzilla painting. Happily, the card was a big hit. I was happy to see it again, these years later. I'm going to plug those Godzilla movies in again, relive our child's childhood. Thanks for letting me indulge in a little reminiscence. Sayonara!
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ROAR!
