This is Margaret.
I didn't grow up near my paternal grandparents. So my memories of my grandmother Margaret are more like snapshots.
the big floral couches (according to my dad she was notorious about the frequency that she changed her living room furniture)
the curly blonde hair
the lipstick liner
the long sexy cigarettes
her love of sweets
the giggle turned laugh when one of her four sons teased her
the way she played the piano like a beautiful saloon girl in a John Wayne movie
the way her sons' mourned her early death
These snapshots are instant. As soon as my memory accesses the Margaret file these things automatically bubble up all at once.
It's undeniable the value that we place on the people who spent the most time in our lives - I undoubtedly attribute loads of my creative drive to my other grandmother who I spent a lot of time with as a child. However, without acknowledging the those who occupied our "snapshots" we forget to value the memories and experiences that made us the people we have become.
The current "Story Behind the Work" series describes the people, places, and experiences that have influenced the pieces in my first art show - Local Color.
Be sure to check out paigemeredith.com/localcolor for more stories behind the art as well as information on how to buy an original piece of art.