We stayed in Iowa a couple extra days, so we could get some time in seeing my great aunt Esther.
What’s so cool about that?
Oh how I wish you guys could meet her. She’s smart, witty, sweet and hilarious. She is my momma’s dad’s sister. They were born in an Iowa farmhouse, him in 1916 and her in 1919.
Of the seven siblings total, she’s the only one still living. So, seeing her warms my heart in ways I can’t even explain.
Although she’d probably consider herself more of a crafter, I think she’s an artist. She started doing ceramics in the late 1950’s and her painting details are quite incredible.
Here’s a little boy fisherman she painted about 60 years ago, that she has at her apartment.
This is a set of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs that she made.
When I asked if I could take pictures of her work, she suddenly asked me if I’d like to have the Snow White set. I about fell over! Heck yes, I’d love to have it!
While we were wrapping it up, she said she wants me to remember that she painted ‘this’ pointing to the tiny details. I told her I won’t forget.
And, we don’t, do we?
We don’t forget the love and time that goes into an artist’s works. Whether it’s words on a page or the way paint glides off the brush. We remember the heart that goes into pieces and the hand picked supplies, whether it’s vintage jewelry like me, paint like her, or yarn like someone else.
Esther lives eleven hours from me and we usually get to see her once a year, on her birthday in May. When we were leaving her assisted living place on Tuesday, she said, “I wish you didn’t have to go.”
My heart… so, what did I do? I rearranged our trip, booked a different room, and we got to see her two more days.
And, we loved every minute of it.
Thank you for reading.