Mixed Media Artist

Drifting In And Out


I finished this painting today.

The  title refers to the way our memories fade in and out.  Some memories are so clear while others are foggy and transparent.  The memories that are clear are not always the most important, often we wonder why we have held on to that memory at all.   How can we remember things so vividly from long ago but barely remember things that happened to us last week?

The memory can be selective and often distorted.  What is really true, what is fabricated, what is embellished?   I often wonder these things.  And I often worry what memories I am creating for my children.  What are they going to remember?  Mommy keeping the house clean?  Our walks to the library?  Ballet class?  Our endless photo sessions?  Watching too many Barbie movies?   My limited patience?  My reclusive tendencies?  How will my choices effect them in their adult lives?  Did  I give them a feeling of entitlement?* And on and on.  It  sure can be exhausting.

I remember somewhere I heard/read of a woman ( I think it was some film star) saying she had absolutely no memory of her childhood.  It was like she didn’t exist before a certain time.  I wish I could remember if I had read it or heard it on TV but there you go, my memory fails me.  I found that idea fascinating though.   No memories of being a child.  That would be so odd.   I wonder if she ever had children of her own. What kind of Mother was she?   How would she relate to their childhood?   Surely the memories of our own childhood shape the way we raise our children.  For good or for bad.  Isn’t that why we hold on to traditions?  To try to relive our childhood through our children’s experience of the same things we did when we were children.

I’ll stop now, I could go on and on.

*I am currently reading ‘Outliers’ by Malcolm Gladwell

This painting is available on etsy

6 responses

  1. fatihbetra

    very nice works

    March 5, 2009 at 10:37 pm

  2. I am always so surprised by what my boys remember and what they don’t. Suffice it to say, anytime I was trying to “create a memory,” it didn’t work!

    I thought as a parent that I had so much formation to do on their little souls. But the truth is, they were already so much themselves when they got here! I think what we really are supposed to do is love them and feed them for a little while until they fly off to do what they’re meant to do. Sounds so easy, doesn’t it??? Not!

    There is so much love shown through your paintings. They are wonderful.

    March 6, 2009 at 2:15 am

  3. Thank you.

    Elizabeth, what a wonderful comments. I can tell you are a great mother and so heartfelt.

    March 11, 2009 at 6:07 am

  4. Thank you.

    Elizabeth, what wonderful comments. I can tell you are a great mother and so heartfelt.

    March 11, 2009 at 6:07 am

  5. Thank you.

    Elizabeth, what wonderful comments. I can tell you are a great mother, so heartfelt.

    March 11, 2009 at 6:08 am

  6. djharianto

    good work..

    November 28, 2009 at 6:31 pm

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