My Mom, My Inspiration:
I am often asked where I get my inspiration from. Where I get my ideas from. And how I come up with all the crafty things I do. Or why I have so many animals in my life.
The easy answer would be to say from other artists I see online, or in books and magazines. But for me it isn't that simple. Though I do find inspiration in those places, and often from my own day to day life, I have a far better inspiration
As a child I was always busy doing something, sure I played outside and had some friends, but I preferred to be inside reading, or doing something crafty with my mom. She was always working on something crafty. When I was a kid I can remember my mom taking up so many crafty things. From making paper angels, to painting and even stained glass.
My mom was trying new things and getting me involved anywhere I could help. I can remember helping my mom get ready for craft fairs and helping to add final touches to her wooden painted mobiles that my grandfather would cut for her to paint. My mom even built a little bed for my dolly, and I can't remember a single birthday without a homemade cake made by my mom. And she even had me making my own things to sell at the craft fairs. I remember making little pom pom Christmas bears, and tole painted garden rocks. You need to remember I was just a little girl and I wasn't very good lol
But my mom was always there to say how wonderful my crafts were, (even when they were not so good), and always told me I could do anything I wanted. And that held true to everything in my life, not just in crafting.
There was never a moment in my life that I didn't have some form of a pet, ranging from cats and dogs, to mice and hamsters, right up to even having a lizard. My mom always taught me to love and care for animals. She always taught me that they can't speak for themselves. They can't tell you who or where it hurts. All animals know is to love and trust, and we should never break their trust.
We were always off driving somewhere, at the beach, a zoo or park. There was never a dull moment in my house growing up. Feeding the ducks, taking photos of almost anything out in nature. Always something on the go with my mom and me.
My whole life it was me and my mom. Never anyone else. My mom did everything a mother and father would do. She worked, sometimes more than one job, she helped me with school work, friend problems, attended all my school activities and concerts and even went on all of my school trips.
My grandparents passed away when I was 14 and though I was about as horrible as a child could be to their only parent, my mom still did everything in her power to keep me on track. It took me many years and a lot of trouble caused by my own doing, to realize everything she had done for me.
My mom and I don't always get along, and that's perfectly normal. We disagree on somethings, but we are best friends. I couldn't imagine my life without her in it. Sure I went through the "My mother is such drag" and the "Ugh I can't wait to grow up and move out" crap that I think every child goes through. But once I was over myself, and realized how much my life would have been completely different without her I realized that I was more like my mom then I ever thought I would be.
Because of the things I did as a child, my mom had to pull tricks out of her 'mom hat' and literally did everything to make me see what was right in front of me. And because of everything she did for me and everything she had to do as I got older and became the wild teenager, I became the woman I am today.
A crazy, animal loving, artistically happy, broom flying, beautiful inside and out, strong and independent woman. Just like my mom.
I hope you enjoyed this post. And I hope you all have a wonderful week. I will see you all again soon on YouTube.
The Magick is in the Mom
Laura - That's Mom Magick