May 14, 2009:Heaven seems so lovely and distant, surreal and intangible and . . . Mom, you seem far away sometimes. I know of course, that you're always in my heart, as close as the mirror where I see your blue eyes everyday, on my right hand where your wedding ring is and in my name because Dad named me after you.
It's as if he knew I would be like you, look like you and think like you. As if he knew my heart would be so like yours and that the texture of your soul would be echoed in mine. I miss you.
It's been five years today but it seems like ten. On the other hand, it's hard to believe I've lived all those days without you. I always assumed I'd be much older, more mature and poised when you died.
Well, my birthday is coming soon. It'll be the sixth one since you left. I'll remember all the times you and I went to lunch-talking and laughing for hours and I'll miss you.
Again, still, always.
Love
-J
Make it your own: (Michelle Ward's Crusade #31)
I 'send' letters to my Mom & my Dad at various times as a healing exercise however I believe this also qualifies as a 'Make it your own'. Technique: Angel watercolor with splatters to give it a worn look. Scanned photo of Mom's headstone, postage from a letter Dad wrote to Mom early in their marriage. Actual postmark created in Illustrator and pasted into Photoshop. The sentiment is mine for sure: Grief.
15 comments:
Jane - beautiful letter, beautiful concept, beautiful art. *wipes a tear* Thanks for sharing with the team. Happy early Birthday.
This is so beautiful - thankyou for sharing your thoughts and lovely images. I have grief in my own heart right now, though not for any person. just for sudden and unexpected circumstances. Thankyou, too, for leaving a comment on my blog. Happy early birthday, too. Ann from UK
this is beautiful and very touching - and most certainly "your own"
thank you very much for the comment you left on my blog. I'll do you a deal - you teach me to draw/paint one thousandth as well as you can, and I'll teach you to sew :D
so very touching and healing jane. thanks for sharing with us. the painting stands on it's own without knowing the story, me thinks..thats meant as a compliment (smile to you)
and then i just caught the painting of mocha. what a cool cool stanch and painting..luv it and you, jane. xo wanda
Jane,
truly beautiful & emoting such tenderness...
Hugs to you.
I think we always have our parents close to our hearts. I have my "touch stones" of remembrance of Dad. Some days are still a little raw even after more than 2 years. I think I am connecting with that grief in your work. xo to you with an extra big hug.
Very good work, and completely your own. Beautiful.
Jane, this is a beautiful post and beautiful artwork - thank you for a great idea - I hope you don't mind if I take it and make it my own!
Hi Jane,
Could anything be more 'your own'? Lovely post, bittersweet and very recognizable too.
Thanks for visiting my blog often and hope you will have a wonderful birthday soon!
Regina
SXM DWI
Hugs to you Jane - this is *so* your own. I understand what the grief is like. Dad died 17 years ago and some days I just plain want him back. Which is probably one reason I nurse Mum so willingly.
It's great that you know in your heart how like your Mum you are, that's a wonderful gift.
This is unmistakably your own. From your heart and your hands. Got to go get a tissue now.
This is a beautiful post, Jane. So touching and real - we all have our grief to bear, don't we ? Expressing it definitely helps the healing, and making art makes the pain more bearable for me, like it seems to for you.
Thanks for sharing this bittersweet piece of yourself with us.
very touching... and as kim said: bittersweet...
love the style of your letter - really unique!!
MIYO for sure...I agree with what everyone has said.. there never goes a day without remembering..
What a beautiful piece of art, how absolutly true your letter rings in my heart, even though we don't know each other. My Mom died unexpectedly and way to early 2 years ago. The thing i've learned since love and grief make us connect to total strangers, but it is also is so very uniquly our own, that noboby else can really understand how deeply we love, how much we hurt. Thank you for sharing your soul.
This is really beautiful. Thank you for sharing something so personal and so painful for the sake of art.
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