"I have absolutely no desire to fit in" is the Snarkie for today's journal page over at Art Journal Journey where the theme is "Seeing Red" as set by the lovely Erika, whose blog is BioArtGal where you can see lots of inspiration that she posts.
For my page I used a stencil by Aall & Create again and Festive Berries Distress Oxide ink. The figures, as directed by the boundaries of Wendy's and my blog are from Dylusions characters where we are allowed to swap heads and legs around to create new and different figures. Something Dyan Reaveley, the artist responsible for these characters, teaches in her many workshops around the world. The figures have been coloured in using Promarkers.
"Esme and Harriet are two friends, have been for years, since both girls could walk in fact. Their mothers were old friends from school too and so it was inevitable that the two youngsters would become friendly just like their mothers. Harriet was blessed with lovely curly hair which she wore mainly in kind of ringlets as was the fashion of the day. Well, you and I would probably think of them as ringlets but young girls in this day and age liked to mess them about a bit, running their fingers through them, and call them 'beach waves'.
Esme was not at all like Harriet, she had her hair cropped as short as she possibly could have, wore huge spectacles and liked to dress quite masculinely whenever possible. You would never catch her in a dress, that was for certain. In fact her sense of dress was, well, let's say, Bizarre!
It was half term at the high school they attended and both girls were going into town to meet up with their friends to discuss what they were all going to wear at the end of year Prom. It was a rather chilly day and so Harriet was wearing her new coat and had a cute hat on her head. Esme, on the other hand was wearing her usual coat, a pair of shorts and big boots.
"What on earth are you wearing" asked Harriet, "I'm not going into town with you looking like that."
"What's wrong?" replied Esme.
"What's right" replied Harriet, "you look a bit of an idiot wearing those shorts and great big boots. I'm not getting on the bus with you looking like that. Besides which I doubt the others will want to be seen walking around town with you looking like ......"
"Like what? Come on, spit it out."
"Well like someone ... like an idiot" answered Harriet. "It's about time, now that we are grown up and about to enter college, or even go to work that you began to dress normally. It's about time you learned to fit into normal society. It was ok when you were a little kid but now, come on."
"I have absolutely no desire to fit in" replied Esme, "I am not like a sheep, following the flock, I am an individual and an individual is how I will remain. Thank you very much!"
"I suppose you will find something totally outlandish to wear at the Prom too"
"And what if I do" retorted Esme, "at least I am my own woman and not like the rest of you."
"OK, OK, you be what you want to be but wait until you want a job, do you think anyone is going to employ you if you dress so stupidly?"
At that moment the bus pulled up at the stop and Harriet got on, storming along the bus to a seat at the front. Esme, on the other hand decided to leave it. If Harriet felt like that about her, then, did the others? She decided to go for a walk on her own and to heck with them all. Who wanted to go to a silly Prom anyway. Certainly not her.
