Tuesday, April 3, 2012

"Return" Illustration Friday March 30/2012

Inspired by the Illustration Friday quote:

"The return makes one love the farewell". - Alfred de Musset

Farewell and farewell and farewell, a thousand shadows of goodbyes and an equal number of joyful chimes of return, that is how I remember visits with my Grandmother growing up. They ended with a hand wave behind glass, a car window, the front step, and the sure knowledge of a warm squeeze in greeting when we next met.

My Grandmother created beauty, tending her garden where ripples of beauty spread out from her hands as seeds, scent, a bouquet, and the farewell of fall, waiting, longing, patient for spring and the return. The ripples she sent out are spreading still, long after she has left us, in a corner of my garden, a shock of black-eyed-susan, rhubarb in another making beauty of taste for another generation as she is remembered, the treats she made for us as kids now being made for another set of children.

8 comments:

  1. What a lovely tribute and cool illustration!

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  2. Haya thanks for the well wishes :)
    You know this is a superb work. Something loose and flowing , that circulare compostion is a blessing, the hands the tears ? the way we can't see the face - because aftrer all it's the legs doing the movibng - and the whole patterning is almost nouveau - with a modern twist !

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  3. This is a really cool illustration. Reminds me of something from the 60's. Really nice line work, and great story behind it!

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  4. Such a heart-felt tribute! The illustration is very evocative! Nice.

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  5. What a really nice post! Love the sentiment and the art.

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  6. This is excellent as usual...You should turn your post into a book..I am sure it would sell..beautiful post/drawing!

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    1. I actually meant post(s) not just this one..otherwise the book wouldn't be long!

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  7. This post makes me feel heartache for the fewness of the memories I have of my paternal grandmother. In fact, I've been thinking about her a lot these days. I was 6 when I first met her, 11 the second time I saw her, and 15 the third and last time. My memories of her can be counted on one hand. But recently I decided to make those memories into etegami so that I could savor them and prevent myself from forgetting. Thank you for sharing your grandmother story.

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