My best friend; my life-long mentor and biggest advocate: “I love this earth. I don’t want to leave it.”
And she fought very hard not to leave it, to the very end, early yesterday morning.
Her reverence for this earth and genuine awe at all its wonders, and all of the nuances of the natural world, in its lights and shadows… she evoked in her painting and drawings.
Here, one of my favorite pictures of her – sketching on a trip we took to Italy together in 1996. I was sketching along side her in the next doorway. I remember the scratch of our pens as we were sketching the same street view, trying to capture it before it began to rain.
Mom. Mommy. You have left my heart broken. But I know where to seek you: in the all the moods of the sky. Because every time I look up and see the sky in all its changing colors, I will hear you exclaim: “Oh just look at that! Look!”