Last month I finished a commission order for Gabby, a return client and fellow Tim Burton fan. She had asked me to paint a pair of wooden angel wings inspired by Edward Scissorhands as a memorial for her dog. You can see detailed photos of them in my past post.
Gabby sent me in some photos she took of the wings hanging up in her home near the photos of her dogs and other inspiring Tim Burton art. They make quite the statement piece for sure. She also included this note…
“They’re here and even better in person!! Thank you so much for taking the time to make not only these but also my Zero and Scraps piece. It’s so wonderful to know an artist who truly gets what I enjoy!”
Thank you Gabby! I am so honored to be asked to paint such a special piece for you!
You can see Gabby’s photos as well as others I have received from Happy Customers in the Freaky Fanatic slideshow of my portfolio site! Also don’t forget to contact me early if you are looking to have anything commissioned from me for Halloween and the upcoming holiday season, as custom orders take extra turnaround time.
It sucks when a day turns into a milestone that makes you flashback to so much loss. An annual reminder of how long you have lived your life without someone in it. A day you flashback to when you were a child and felt the worse pain imaginable. For 27 years, March 16th has been a day of mourning, a day of feeling incomplete, a day of “why her?”, a day of confusion, a day or feeling alone, a day of tears you can’t hold back even in public, a constant reminder of when my entire world got turned upside down. The day the world lost an incredible woman. My mother.
Every year on this day I go to the cemetery in her memory and it’s never easy. This year I decided to make a special bouquet for her. I am hoping it might help to use symbolism and to honor her instead of focusing so much on the loss of her not being here. I used flowers in some of the bright colors I know she would like. My goal was “let’s brighten such a sad and shitty day…….somehow.” Yes, the pink ribbon symbolizes breast cancer but to me, it also symbolizes that she was a fighter! The owl represents who she was as a person. She loved owls and they remind me of the happier times of my childhood as they decorated the house we lived in. But they are also very wise, strong and beautiful creatures…… just like her.
As another step of trying to focus this creation post in her memory. I want to end it with a photo of her and I that always makes me smile. My Mom was a funny lady and my brother and I get a lot of my personality from her. As you can also see in this photo 🙂 This one’s for you Mom! You may not be here physically, but your spirit will always live on within us. Thank you for giving us the foundation that helps to keep us strong. For the signs, you send to Mike and I that let us know you’re with us or that you know what we are facing. For bringing random people into our lives at just the right times that help to keep us going. Your love shines through them. Thank you for being the woman you were to help me become the woman I am.