My Giddu, my Father's, father came to Australia after the second world war after having lost his family in the Ukraine. I don't remember anything about him, as he passed away when i was very young, but i have a strong memory of seeing an egg with an intricate design of blue and white. Although nothing else in this memory is clear, i remember this egg and that's when i fell in love..... with pysanky.
Many years later and i have my own family and i have gone over this memory many times in my head and finally decided to research what this beautiful egg actually was. I knew it had something to do with my Giddu and it being something they did back in the Ukriane. And through the wonderful world wide web i finally found out what i had fallen in love with all those years ago. So i went on a hunt for supplies and brought a basic starter kit from a Ukrainian shop in Victoria. And the journey began..........
Monday, June 7, 2010
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