Working my way through boxes with lots of memories,
post from the past and treasures.
And then I found this menu, made by me in 1978.
It was for my sister's communion.
How fun how the memory works.
Suddenly i remember I had just discoverd Oost-Indische ink and pen with nibs.
I was drawing and writing all the time. Even little stars on my nails ;)
The apron of the creature (my sister) shows a pattern.
Maybe drawing patterns and doodles is in my genes?