Remembering Momma (babyhood through Alzheimers)

My Mother  B.C.A. 1912 ~ 2009

From the beginning of one century to the beginning of the New Millennium.  My dear mom. I miss you.
I want to ask you more questions. Life is so full of questions.

 

 The early 20th Century

 the adored first grandchild.

Barbara 

Barbara

Her younger years.

Mom on left. Possibly my favorite picture of her. Enjoying the boys pipes with a girlfriend on an outing. 1930's

The middle years. Life as a wife, mother and artist. Caught between two worlds.

The War Years with First Son Ross and girlfriend Judy

Ross, Mom, Chip

Mom and Dad their 25th anniversary

B.C.Arnold the Artist

The years in Georgia. Her time to be her own person.

Mom's Georgia Mountain Cabin

Georgia years, watching us head out for a ride in the Smokies. Trackrock Cabins

Great Grandmother

Momma and Me

Her 90th Years... The Alzheimer Assault.

Age 90. Still Brilliant, Eager, Inquiring

Surrounded by the next generations and slightly confounded by it all.

The Years When Memory Escaped and Love Took Over

Ravaged by Alzheimer's age 96. Still Beautiful. 

The Gift to live a long and convoluted life. Guided by faith, Loved by family, Cherished in Memory. 

We Look Unto The Heavens. Our Strength and Salvation .
Beautiful and Young
The Breeze Soft On Her Skin.

Alzheimer's Stole You.

Love Kept You.

Remembering You. With Love and Tears.

~Lambie

Painting Journals

I was digging through some old rusty, rustic metal boxes today. They are listings in my etsy shop and I really wanted new pictures of them.  
New pictures require new props. I went in search of my old art journals and some supplies.

I am glad I saved my journals.

I don't paint any more. 

If I ever get to travel I will make a travel/art journal and sketch in it.

I love the bright colors on the rusty patina of this card file.

The work I do on Etsy prepping photos for publishing is a lot like painting. Taking into consideration the colors, blocking, layout, negative space.  I think I like it better than I ever did painting. When I was painting I never felt like I had one original idea in my head.  Styling for photos is a little more forgiving in that department. 
I like the way this turned out.

Chippy rusty and colorful. A great storage area for a studio. It's in my shop here 
This little metal caddy makes a great tray to carry art suppies.

I just may decide to keep it and have some supplies ready should the mood to paint strike again. Til then it is in my shop here.
I have my knitting and knitting is just paint with tangles and knots.
Anne