My mother has been a consummate creator all of her life. She made many of our clothes growing up (hand smocked gingham dresses were my personal favorites) and doll clothes too. Her Christmas stockings that were made from felt and hand embroidered still decorate my house each year, along with the crazy quilted silk and satin Christmas tree skirt, and hanging on the wall of my guest room is the very first quilt she ever made - a commemorative quilt of our trip to Africa. Yes, my mother took me travelin' when I was just 17. The first time I ever got on an airplane and we flew from California to Kenya!
In her 50's she fell in love with quilting and proceeded to make one for just about everybody she loved. I think I have the most - 12 quilts in all sizes and colors stacked up in a kaleidoscope of color. That makes me smile :) Between the homemade doll clothes and the quilts were explorations in mosaics and enameling, and who knows what else. These days she is mostly happy to work on needlepoint. I got this beautiful pillow last Christmas!
I credit Mom with my love of the arts and my willingness to explore so many different mediums. She was never afraid of trying something new and that has given me the courage to do the same.
Here is a photo of her in my studio the last time she visited.
Happy Mother's Day!