To hold or keep precious - what an apt description of my inspiration for this theme. When I was 3 1/2 years old, my sister died of leukemia at 13. This was a tragic event in our family that I sensed despite not fully comprehending all of the implications. Her death was rarely discussed by anyone in the family. If it was brought up, my mother would start to cry and the subject was quickly changed. I quickly learned I shouldn't ask questions. As a result, I knew very little about her or her life. Some of her belongings were kept in a small jewelry box and only one picture of her was ever displayed. Oddly, this seemed "normal" to me and I remember feeling that I wasn't really affected because I barely knew or remembered her.
About 15 years ago, certain events in my life made me realize how wrong I was. I was starved for information about her, her personality, and the relationship she had with me. Despite my mother's aging and lingering fragile emotional state about her, I gently started asking questions although her memory was starting to fade. Things I thought I remembered about her and the situation she said had not happened. I queried my sister's to try to fill in the blanks, with some success. Though eventually I came to accept that I would never really learn all I wanted to know. After my mother's death, I searched through family pictures and saved every one of her I could find. To my delight, I found this picture of the two of us. I believe it was taken in the last months of her life. There I was with my doll sitting in the bed with her!!! She has a big smile on her face and I want to believe I was the reason for it. Forever will I treasure this tiny glimpse into our lives.
This picture, her baptismal certificate and several report cards are printed and fused to the seashell fabric. Several of my seashell treasures are attached. Gold Angelina fibers add to the look of precious metals. It is minimally quilted.