In honor of Mother’s Day this year, I want to pay tribute to my mom, Libby Goldstein. The mom that taught me to be an artist. The mom that came to every single volleyball game. The mom that brought me fresh lunch from the deli everyday to school (I know, crazy right?) The mom that is my greatest cheerleader no matter what. The mom that would give her left leg or right leg or however that saying goes, she would do it for me. I love you mom. I know how much you love me and I only hope I can give my girls as much love as you have given me.
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These pics are from an art session my mom and Gigi had on my mom’s most recent visit from New York. To me, art is the best way to connect and be free with someone. We set out a big piece of watercolor paper and a water color set, pumped pandora to our favorite kid station, Family Folk Songs, and they had at it.
If you can’t tell from the pics, these two are haaapppeeee. They painted. They giggled. They laughed. I loved seeing my mom paint. She is an attorney now (She went and got her Bachelors Degree and Law Degree when she turned 50! How about that for inspiration?!) but growing up my mom was a stay at home mom. She hosted art classes in our house every Tuesday and I loved watching all the women set up their easels in our den and paint. It was fascinating to me. Norman Garbo, the author and artist, was the teacher and he would go around and critique everyone. How cool.
Of course we ended our art session with a dance party. I mean, obviously right? A dance party is how you know everyone is having he best time. These two boogied down and it was magic. Art can do anything. It can bring you to the heart of everything that is important. I remember when I was young I would draw pictures of Batman off the tv. My mom would make such a fuss over how exact they were that I literally thought I was a drawing genius. I bet if I saw them now they would be ok, but thanks to my mom, in my mind, they were perfect. Thank you mom, for giving me the gift of art. It sustains me wherever I go. It brings me confidence and joy and moments like these that I treasure.
Happy Mother’s Day to my mom and all the moms out there. Being a mother is dang hard sometimes and being a daughter isn’t always the easiest either. Let’s all give ourselves a hand for being both and love the ones who let us be who we are. xo Meri
I will treasure this Mother’s Day gift always. I am overwhelmed! My heart is filled with love for you, Meri. Thank you. Gigi and Diana are lucky girls having you for their mom. I will hold this memory close.
It was easy to write. I love you mama. xoxoxo
LOVED reading this… so special, I think I’m going to dance now. love you!!
Dance it up! Love you too Boppy!!!
Just how I remember you and your mom- happy, free and drawing! XOXO
Michelle!!! How cool to see your name pop up here. Sending lots of Mother’s Day LOVE your way! xoxo
What a sweet and touching post! I love connecting through art 🙂
Thank you so much Ana. So nice to have you reading along. xo
You are such a genuine story teller, Meri. This is just fantastic and it weaves into your story … in the perfect shade. Beautiful. Happy Mother’s Day to you and all of the mothers in your wonderful family!
Thank you sweet friend. Happy Mother’s Day to you!
i love what you wrote about your mom…you have such a way with words, and it is such a sweet story. how lucky to have grown up with a mom who valued the arts!! the creativity in your family spans generations which is so cool and so unique. xoxo bar
Thank you Bar! This was a really nice post to write. I love being part of generations of artists/crafters. I feel really blessed. xo