When I was released from my job in 2010, I felt invisible. Then I sat at my computer for 4 years freelancing, I started taking Photo Booth photos of myself, to remind me ... I was still here. Mom would sit behind me all day long, watching TV and doing her crosswords. I recently took another set of Photo Booth photos with Mason and discovered all of these ridiculous photos of myself. But I love seeing the change, mom behind me, when we brought little Sophie home, when I brought Pebbles home, Matt got in on the Photo Booth with me, Mason came home, my uncle in the background (who passed away a couple of months ago), Bri cut my hair and I documented it, then mom was gone, Mason is growing up and I am definitely looking older. Time rolls by, we change, get older, wiser? I want to remember to still take photos of myself and my life occasionally as a snapshot of the moment. To remind me ... I am still here.
You know you have friends that you don't have to talk to for a long time, to be able to feel very close to all the time. I am very lucky to have many of those ;)
Today, I was having a lovely, long conversation with my friend Lovely Lotus Spirit Artist. I am fortunate to have met many, many years ago at Fort Warden during Artfest. We shared sleeping quarters and became fast friends. She has an angelic aura surrounding her, and everyone who met her, felt it! We went to many more Artfest together and remained close. She stayed at my house when she visited, and got to know and love mom too.
She has a wonderful ability to connect to the spiritual part of the world and I was telling her that Bri had felt mom in the kitchen with her while she was cooking. Bri heard her bracelets clanging behind her and just felt the warmth. I was telling Christina that was jealous that I had not had one of the encounters ... although I feel mom in the house all the time AND I talk to the chair where she sat.
And after about 30 more minutes of talking, Christina said, I am seeing a red top or shirt that your mom had ... did she have something red? I thought and I said, I can think of a turquoise and red necklace, but no, nothing right off. So we kept talking about art and life and said our goodbyes.
When I hung up, I looked down and realized I had on a red nightshirt. And texted Christina that fact! THEN, David said, it is even better, because that is your mom's nightshirt ... and I had forgotten that it WAS! GOOSEBUMPS.
Then mom's favorite movie came on right after that - "Hello Dolly" ... so I guess she is closer than I could wish for! Love you mom! Thank you, Lovely Lotus xoxoxo
Kate Kato is an artist, designer, crafter and a collector of unwanted things: "I live in the Welsh boarders where I create sculpture inspired by the nature that surrounds me. My sculptures are predominantly of plants and insects and are made from recycled materials. I love to work mostly with paper and textile, using stitching and embroidery to bring the various parts of my sculpture together." Her incredible work on instagram.
Series of insects we made for IGEPA Benelux, we made these insects out of used and recycled paper by coming soon
I want to buy a new camera but I need to find out if my photographing-flower-passion is still in there some place. I have not felt up to it much in the last year.
I saw this Rose on Sharon on my walk today. So playful with all of that springing from the the middle.
It has been awhile, but I am trying to sew the sleeping yeast illustration idea up as a softie ;)
I dusted off my camera and realized how much I miss taking photographs of my favorite subject.
I finally made the corn beef I bought for St. Patrick's Day. With David's help, I think mom would be proud. I reminisce a lot about how mom spoiled us: We laugh that Matt never made a bed or did laundry. I never really learned how to cook, it is hard for us to grocery shop. We miss her.
We had a fun day with Mason, chasing Easter eggs in the house since we had lots of rain last night. Mostly high on Chocolate.