'A Daughter's Memory'
My beautiful mother passed away suddenly and unexpectedly in my presence on the 14th June 2024.
I was 21 years old. I was robbed.
Immediately after it happened, all I could bring myself to do was to paint her and how it felt to be around her. And how it still feels to think of her.
It was strange. I had never used my art like this before - to help me. But it was the only thing that did. It was expressing everything I couldn’t quite say in that moment. Things I still can’t quite articulate to this day.
Not only did it help me process what had happened, it kept her alive in my own little way.
I feel particularly privileged to say that my mother was the most incredible human. They say only the good die young. And I hate to say it but she was a little too good for this world. I don’t think anyone knew what to do with it.
She wasn’t just my only parent, she was my best friend, twin, and soul mate. She filled my life with constant magic, imagination, creativity, and out-right fun.
Everything I am is everything she was.
My mother was oh so glamorous. But how beautiful she was on the outside doesn’t even come close to how beautiful she was on the inside.
In fact, if you put her soul next to her face, it would make her face look hideous in comparison.
That’s how beautiful her soul was and will forever be.
I’ll never stop talking about her and I’ll never stop painting her. I like to think she lives on through my eyes but also through my art. I have oh so much to share.
My hope is to keep her alive, but also to bring a slight comfort to those who have lost someone. I hope my work evokes emotion. Good or bad. Both are a part of the process.
The last Mother's Day card I gave my mother.
I hope it's true.
Here, I share a video in honour of my mother.
I hope you can learn a little about her and share the joy I feel for her.
Aside from painting, the only other helpful resource was knowing I'm not alone.
Grief is the most isolating emotion.
Who loses their mother unexpectedly at 21 years old? Well, as it turns out, a lot.
The dead parent club is a club no one wants to be in. It's also a club no one knows about until you're in it. And it devastatingly seems to be a huge club.
I found countless creators, podcasts, videos, blogs, group chats. You name it I found it.
If you are unfortunately part of this club. Or any grief club. I'm always happy to chat <3