I'm Chia Wald and this is my blog. Here is where I share my thoughts and my art. Sometimes it is good, sometimes it isn't. That's life... and that's me. 
How many of you remember what you kept in your high school lockers? The ATC theme at Mystic Paper this month is “School Daze” and I decided to do a card with a locker on it. My plan was for the locker to open up and give you a view of what’s inside. Trying to remember what was in my locker back in 1975 was a bit too much for my memory. Besides books and my coat nothing was coming to mind. Maybe I just had a boring locker and there wasn’t anything good in there? It’s kind of funny because I can remember the actual lockers and the hallway very well.
I’m still working on my cards but here is a sneak peek at what I’ve got so far.
Stumble it!
5 responses so far ↓
1 Chris // Sep 11, 2007 at 8:27 pm
Ohhhhhh, i can’t see what you did but I do have a memory of something in my locker…..My gym suit. Oh and weren’t they a sight. I don’t know what you wore but I can’t come up with a word horriible enough to describe ours. They were a one piece white cutie with snaps, and so thin you could see right through them.
2 Chris // Sep 11, 2007 at 8:30 pm
i see it now. Guess I didn’t wiat long nough for it to come up.
3 chia // Sep 11, 2007 at 10:37 pm
I remember the gym uniforms well. Our first ones were a dark blue cotton romper that snapped up the front and had short sleeves and a collar. As ugly as we thought they were, they really weren’t that bad. Before we knew it double knits became all the rage and we had to get new ones. These darling little one pieces clung to every curve you placed in their way. They were also well knows for giving wedgies. The bottom was a solid blue with some elastic at the waist so the horizontal blue and white striped top would sort of poof over the shorts a bit. The perfect style to make every girl (except for the head cheerleader) feel fat.
4 Wendy // Sep 13, 2007 at 10:47 am
I had taped up quotes from Emily Dickenson and David Thoreau on my locker door. I didn’t quite fit in with the crowd and it somehow helped.
Here’s the Dickenson one.
If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in Vain.
5 Charlotte // Sep 13, 2007 at 1:42 pm
I went to an all girls high and we did not have lockers. Can’t wait to see what was in yours.
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