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Flowers And Trees

I inherited my mom’s journal with 40 years of flowers and trees she planted in the yard where I grew up as a child.

I love that it is in her handwriting…

 

I treasure it too because it connects us together… we both love flowers and trees.

I’m taking an online class from Lendon Noe hosted by Carla Sonheim called, Inspired By Lives and Letters, which gave me the inspiration to create this piece:

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I made a copy of watercolor painting I did last year and a copy of mom’s journal page from the year I was born… to connect our past and present together as a remembrance.

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It is a way for me to have a lovely conversation with my past…

A way for me to say, “Happy Birthday,” to my mom whose birthday is approaching in early March even though she is no longer with us.

I’d like to think she would treasure it.

Cheers! 🙂

Roses In Winter

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I wrote this quote in my art journal for my square project that I told you about in December.  You can read more about it here, A Square Project 

I have been working on my January pattern and it is complete!  I will post it tomorrow.

I have always liked this saying as it reminds me of my mom and Mary Engelbreit.

My mom grew the most beautiful and fragrant roses.  I can still see the colors in my mind and smell their sweet scent.  Mom had a beautiful yard where she spent hours weeding and taking care of the plants.

Mary Engelbreit is one of my favorite artists.  She created an iron-on transfer of this saying that I ironed onto a sweatshirt for my mom.  When my mom passed away in 1999, I held onto that shirt for the longest time.  As it reminded me of mom and her lovely roses.

I think we all have the ability to gather roses in winter in our minds.  Memory to take us back to a warm breeze, soft petals and love for someone who touched our lives in a special way.

Whose memory do you treasure?

Cheers! 🙂

Art From the Heart ❤️

My mom’s birthday was this week on Friday, March 3rd.  She would have been 88 years old if she was still living… she died much too soon at age 70.

My mom and I didn’t always get along.  Yet, the last 6 months before she died, she and I connected.  It has been one of the greatest gifts I received and cherish when I think of her.

I created this piece in my art journal this week as an assignment for Carla Sonheim’s class, writing a poem (I chose this quote) with a paint brush and watercolor.  I added the flowers with the crayon resist technique:

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Afterwards, I realized that it was art from my heart – which is so powerful!  My mom and I both LOVED flowers!

How do you and your mom connect from the heart?!

Cheers!  🙂