Crawfish Hole Baby Onesie

Nothing excited the children of Acadiana more than seeing these crawfish holes pop up in our yard when I was a child. I loved crawfishing. My mama would help me tie a string to a little piece of meat. Then we would tie the other end of the string to a stick. I would drop the meat into the hole so that it dangled down not quite touching the bottom so that I could tell if the crawfish was trying to eat the meat. We kids crawfished in holes while our Dads crawfished with nets in pounds nearby. We knew that in the afternoon we would have a crawfish boil. Nothing makes a Louisiana kid happier than a belly full of boiled crawfish.
Crawfish dig holes about an inch to two inches across and about six inches deep. They form the dirt they extract from the holes into little mud balls. As they form the balls they place them around the hole forming a tube that extends 6-10 inches above the hole.

I am a Cajun-Creole grandmother who was raised in South Central Louisiana and I am trying to preserve my culture as well as the things I imagine. My Primitive Folk Art preserves the simple way of life that I love. I love my culture and the place where I live and I want to share it!! Watching over my father's shoulder is how I learned to paint. He did primitive folk art for local shops. I took several art classes in college as well as private lessons from some of Acadiana's finest artist beginning when my oldest child was in kindergarten. I learned several techniques and styles. I am now grandmother to ten grandchildren. I have been selling my folk art for almost as many years as I have been a mother. When capturing the culture of the...