Moving through the aftermath of losing my mother I feel like I am navigating into and out of molasses, thick and slow. Though time does make each day easier I still feel a bit stifled by the absence of her presence in my world. A big void has been left behind, though she is still with me, I feel her, she comes to me in my dreams. I miss getting to look into her beautiful hazel eyes and that radiant smile she so eagerly gave, but looking at her photos brings those joyous moments back to me.
Those many years of sharing a friendship with the one person who has been in my life the longest is held near and dear to my heart. This sort of life changing occurrence has triggered some sweet remembrances that come flooding into my senses and bring me solace. A daughter's special relationship with her mother is like no other.
With those memories comes another pull to remember and revisit my old works of art in hopes to seek my future muse to transport me into a new sense of creativity, at least I am holding expectancy for that. That window may take a while to show itself, but I am keeping myself open to receiving the call and cutting myself lose from the ties of grief when the moment presents itself. Time is a healer and as I move through the grief while still giving myself those moments of tears I am on my way to shifting into a new reality.
This older piece feels appropriate for a revisit at this place in time:
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This piece was one of many I created for a show a few years ago at Northwind Arts Center in Port Townsend, WA. It is titled WINDOW OF OPPORTUNITY.
Onward...
REMEMBER to click on the image to enlarge.
Those many years of sharing a friendship with the one person who has been in my life the longest is held near and dear to my heart. This sort of life changing occurrence has triggered some sweet remembrances that come flooding into my senses and bring me solace. A daughter's special relationship with her mother is like no other.
With those memories comes another pull to remember and revisit my old works of art in hopes to seek my future muse to transport me into a new sense of creativity, at least I am holding expectancy for that. That window may take a while to show itself, but I am keeping myself open to receiving the call and cutting myself lose from the ties of grief when the moment presents itself. Time is a healer and as I move through the grief while still giving myself those moments of tears I am on my way to shifting into a new reality.
This older piece feels appropriate for a revisit at this place in time:
This piece was one of many I created for a show a few years ago at Northwind Arts Center in Port Townsend, WA. It is titled WINDOW OF OPPORTUNITY.
Onward...
REMEMBER to click on the image to enlarge.
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