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My
first tribute painting,
"Mabel's Ash,"
was a gift to my best friend to celebrate the passing of his mother.
Testimonial
My
mom died just after Denice had started painting again. I had
asked Mabel (my mom) what she wanted me to do with her ashes: scatter
them at sea; take them back to Hawaii where my dad's ashes were
scattered; or some other disposition? Her reply was typical, "I
don't care, I'll be dead." Well, I'm not the type who goes in for an
urn of ashes on the mantle and was still trying to come to terms with
my mother's death when inspiration hit--take some of her ashes and mix
them with acrylics and have Denice paint some sort of tribute to her
using the ash laden paint.
Now you have to
understand that
Denice paints by intuition--it's all
about feel and seizing the moment and opening herself up to divine and
cosmic forces. This may sound hocus pocus but I've seen far too
many incidents of her 'connecting' to ever doubt the validity of her
methods. So Denice is working on the painting (it's been several
days now and nothing has felt right, numerous false starts and new
starts and still the painting isn't right) and I start to tell her a
story about my mom and dad and suddenly in the space of the story, some
three or four minutes, the painting has taken on a life of its own and
is finished. It's called Mabel's Ash, and if you look it's pretty
clear that my mom and dad are dancing together in it and I know Mabel
would love it.
She'd also be
proud to have
served as the inspiration responsible for
all the other tribute paintings Denice has done, and will do in the
future. I love you mom, I love you Denice.---Michael
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