I took art lessons from my late grandmother. She painted with oils and watercolors, amazing landscapes, seascape, mountainscapes… trees, and old mills and her grandchildren. She was Martha Stewart before anyone knew who that was. She could make something out of nothing. Could make anything out of nothing. Silk purses and sow’s ears? Absolutely. And dresses tailored to perfection; she never used a pattern. Could just look at a person and make them something that suited them. She made hats, little sculpted figures for dioramas, flower arrangements, jewelry, upholstered furniture, knitted cozies for anything that might get cold. She painted eggs with intricate designs, would cover anything that would sit still long enough with contact paper, wove wreathes out of tree branches and made bird feeders out of pop bottles and orange juice cans…
She couldn’t cook to save her life though. Grandad became a coupon clipper in their retirement; it was imperative that they be able to dine out.
She taught me how to harness the creativity I was born with. And she taught me to be inventive, to not waste anything, and that yeah, just maybe every single surface does need a doily. Or a cozy. Or a hat.
Also, you can never have too much ribbon.
Thank you to Linda for a great prompt. Head over to SoCS to be inspired and for the participation rules!