The Beginning

I can't remember exactly when I started the crayon art: however, I have some drawings I know I did while going to massage school in the 90's.  So it has been at least 20 years.

Outside of the 9-11 drawings not much changed in my art work until I began caring for mother.

This was one of the first pictures I drew while I was caring for mother.

This picture was also drawn while caring for mother, but I also used this picture as a template for a wall mural in our house. That was a challenge.

As I drew more my sister kept insisting I should frame my pictures.  My brother-in-law kept insisting I'd been smoking something illegal.  I wasn't, but I must admit there were times I felt like dipping into my mother's valium!

Finally my sister took it upon herself to frame a couple of my pictures.  I was moved.  It was the first time I saw my pictures as art.

I am getting to Thomas.

This picture of Thomas with my mother was taken a few weeks before she died.  As strong as she had been suddenly her legs wouldn't hold her.  Normally Thomas didn't sleep with mother, but when she became bedridden he stayed with her until she passed.

To fully understand THE IMPORTANCE OF THOMAS , I must go back in time. 

In my next blog I will share more about the history of my journey and, of course, how Thomas came into our lives.
Until next time, thank you for visiting my blog.