Sunday, May 10, 2015

a shadow box...


Lavender from my garden, a vintage book folded, a flower made from reclaimed old book pages, heart shaped stones found on a beach during summers while visiting my homeland, Greece.
My mother's presence is always felt, especially in places I wish she had seen.
In my thoughts and heart she is always there, and in this shadow box her face at a young age appears as a reminder of her love for me.

2 comments:

  1. What you're saying is completely true. I know that everybody must say the same thing, but I just think that you put it in a way that everyone can understand. I'm sure you'll reach so many people with what you've got to say.

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