Potatoe-man and the shell-girl

 I love telling stories, working on altered books, blogs...But I'm also an ordinary woman, who sleeps, drinks and eats like you...But I must say I'm a bit queer...I spend my time watching things and trying to turn them into stories...That's what happened the other day when I bought potatoes...

The bag was so nice...

That big man of rocks was quirky and great !!!

So I cut out the bag and used every little piece of it...

collages, paint, shells, the net from the bag and the story came...

 that very night Potatoe-man was fishing, but he wasn't catching any fish..;but suddenly his net got very heavy, the water glittered...a strange thing had been caught...

 a Shell-child...how strange...Potatoe-man went home and put her in a big bowl of water...

 every day he would bring her some little things to eat...but she was sadder and sadder, pale...she never smiled...and one day she stopped eating...

 by a bleek winter night, where even stars were grey, the Shell-girl died...Potatoe-man cried and cried...The following morning he went to the shore and put the bowl on the sand...he stayed there, watching the sea taking it away...

 Days went away, and nights...but nights later a grey star came again...Potatoe-man was very surprised...

 The red moon came out and a strange light appeared on the horizon...

 On the shore, people were shouting: "A light-house, a new light-house, look!!!it's so beautiful!"
But Potatoe-man didn't smile, he couldn't face that light...Every time he went to sea, the light-house lit the water to tell fish and shells he was coming...He never caught any thing from now on...

nowadays children like to play on the sand, near the big rocks, especially that one over there, that looks like a man, a big potatoe-man...There's always an old woman to tell them the story...so the little ones go to the water and free the smalls fishes or shells they caught...every time the old woman look at the light-house and smiles at it...and if a child ak her: "What's that light-house 's name grandma?" she would answer "The shell-child-lighthouse, sweetheart..."

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