In the spirit of objects with a story, the post below got me to thinking. If I had to pick out my most cherished object to tell a story about, what would it be? Well, the answer came pretty quickly which is nice. It was this painting my Granny Bar painted for me for my 10th birthday. I remember that even then, I knew that this was a very special gift, one made with love and time and consideration. On the back it says "flowers picked in Hampton, N.B. Painted for my granddaughters 10th birthday. Dogtooth violets. White Baneberry. Meadow Sweet. Hepatica. Wild Delphinium.
My Granny was a wonderful botanical artist and some of my earliest memories of art were pieces that she and my grandfather did for my mother. I think this painting helped me to decide to pursue art and design as a career as well as galvanize a growing love for plants and flowers that has stayed with me throughout my life. But most of all this painting made me feel so special because she painted it just for me. And to this day, seeing it makes me feel loved.
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