Thursday, June 12, 2008

~G is for Grace~

(My gramma's charm bracelet.)


Grace Elizabeth Fairhurst. She was my mom's mom...and one of the most powerful positive influences in my life. When I was a little girl growing up in Victoria, I spent many weekends at my grandparents home, which was a stone throw from the beach.

It was a wonderous...magical place...filled with love and creativity. I can remember sitting at their kitchen table with my sisters. We had those pink foam curlers in our hair, and we sat for hours sipping tea, eating Peak Frean cookies, and cutting out paper dolls. My gramma helped us sew clothes for our Barbies...taught us to knit...and of course took us to the beach with grampa. I loved collecting seaglass...shells...digging for clams, and getting squirted...dipping our toes into the freezing surf...running from the waves, laughing, as they rolled in trying to catch us.

These memories are stamped on my brain...and they are the reason I get a little heartsick feeling everytime I have to leave the ocean. I am not much for material things, but the bracelet pictured above, is a truly treasured thing. I had always loved my gramma's silver charm bracelet...and after she passed it was handed down to me. What I especially love about it is how each of the charms represent events in she, and my grampa's lives...

This latest children's painting that I just finished was inspired by so much that is and was wonderful in my life...magic...colour...patchwork quilts...and love...always love...

(Click to enlarge)Grace and Her Magic Horse


I dreamt of something magical,
In a faraway turquoise sea...
A little cowgirl mermaid...
Upon her peaceful steed.

She rode upon his back of brilliant
Patchworked scales...
Gliding of to secret places...
With of flick of his genteel tail.



xo

7 comments:

Jaime said...

Awww...well, come back to the ocean sweetie! We can get together, have tea and search for sea glass in Cadboro Bay. And dip our toes in, if the weather would just warm up.

What a lovely charm bracelet. I'm sure every tiny charm had significance for her...and for you!

And as always, your creativity is so delightful..so full of colour and whimsy.

xo

Del said...

I find myself looking forward to your posts so much. I actually settle in to the computer and digest each and every word. It is like reading a good book that you read slowly and do not want it to end....
love, Delly, mother-in-law.

solsticedreamer said...

what a glorious painting and wondeful memories~i love to collect sea glass~i have a huge French preserve jar fill with my collection :)

Joan said...

I was missing you a bit today...
I am so thankful I stopped by before bed :)
What is more warm and soothing than memories of beloved grandmothers and days spent by the sea.
So much love to you lovely Celeste.

xoxoxo

Jacki said...

I too love the ocean and it was heartbreaking as a child to be relocated away from it. My summers were spent making sandwiches and putting them back in the bread plastic wrapper and then our cooler. We'd carry our lunch to the beach and spend all day out there, dodging seaweed and jellyfish while feeding cheetos to sea gulls. Lovely post, it reminds me of such sweet memories past.
(Nice bracelet too!)

megg said...

Beautiful!!! It made me smile very wide!!! What a lovely post about your memories - they are magic!

Pranay said...

Such a nice post.....U surely had a wonderful childhood.
And the painting is just magical. Love it.
:)...