Friday, April 25

Miss Naturel Gazeuse and her Story of Saint-Katinka

There is a strange ladyfriend who's been to my imaginary teaparties for over a while now. Her name is Miss Naturelle Gazeuse and she has the most adventurous life one can imagine. She lived all over the world, but as she told me herself , 'I wouldn't mind living here by the sea for a while.'
So now I often enjoy her company and stories she knows so many of, over a cup of Golden Ceylon from the Himalaya's. Because Miss Gazeuse told me very clearly that the tea leaves were handpicked by Budhists and that it was one of the most respected blends one could wish for.
You can't denie that, can you? She also told me the strange and sad story of Saint-Katinka, an unknown Saint that once saved all the books and art from destruction of evil! I've made a collage of that story...

Katinka's Story and How she Saved the Books from Destruction
a short collage extravaganza from digibudi


Katinka goes to the Big City, there is trouble over there. Her mission is to save the books and art from the museums and libraries. It's a Queste perfectly matched for Katinka! But it's also a dangerous Queste so she must be brave and smart. Then it will become a Queste of Courage...


Katinka got hold of a tank, she isn't proud of the way it all went, and she actually doesn't want to talk about it anymore. We must respect Katinka's feelings.. Anyway, she does have the tank now! It's straight to the library.. or maybe some tea first?


Always prepare yourself for any task involving books and art, refuel yourself with some Golden Ceylon Tea or for the alcoholic-kinda-mood guys, a vodka martini will do the trick too..



Katinka saves the books from the library, and funny enough the first book she took in her hand was called 'Katinka's Queste of Courage'. She then knew her Queste was over, and she understood the true meaning of sacrifice. The rest of the story is a little sad.

They burned Katinka the next day in the middle of the marketplace. The last thing that went thru her head whilst the flames where burning her beautiful hand-beaded dress was ;
At least it's me that's burning and not the books and art, they are save now.



And now Katinka is a Saint. Saint-Katinka, the saint of The Queste of Courage.
It's a sad story I know, but I had to tell it... you know how it is.

And now I'm off to my little world of creative chaos and colorfull buttons and ribbons..

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