Blue Lady

I like pretty things and old things.  To that end, may I introduce to you – my Blue Lady.

When I was a little girl, I loved to visit  my mother’s mother.  Grandma and grandpa lived in a farm house in the wide open spaces tending a much downsized chicken farm from what they had run when my mom was a girl.  Outside at the chicken farm was a wonderland full of earthy discoveries.  But, inside, my grandmother had a taste for all the pretties.

Enter, Blue Lady.

I fear she does not have the aristocratic ancestry of my Pink Lady Kathryn from the great English Bone China estates (see “Purely Pink” posted Friday, June 24).  No.  My Blue Lady comes from much humbler stock.

My mother made her.  Years ago, as a young girl, herself blossoming into a young woman and soon to be wife and mother.  It was a Mother’s Day gift for my grandmother.

Just a little do-it-yourself ceramic project where you clean the green-ware, paint it with glaze, and resign it to the kiln for firing until done. My mother loved making things – very crafty.  I know that is where I gained my love for, and aptitude in, artsy-craftsy realms.

Actually, I have often run across this pretty lady mold, finding samples at garage sales and thrift stores.  But none could compare to the work of my mother’s hands.

As a child, Blue Lady sat on the window sill in the dining room of the farm-house, keeping company next to a burgundy glass vase with fluted rim.  She fairly glowed when the afternoon sun poured through the windows as it diffused rays of burgundy glass across the walls in the room.

Such beauty beheld in the eyes of a romantic child, my thoughts overflowed with creative images of enchantment and story!  I was mesmerized by her face and longed to take her down to play with her – entering her world.  But, she was not a toy. 

When my grandparents further downsized, in their elder years, to a bungalow, Blue Lady came with them.  She stood in a place of honor in the great bay window of the living room.  Just to see her there on my visits – now grown, married, and a mother in my own right – brought back a flood of memories of those carefree play days of childhood – and the magic that might be had in a moment of beauty and inspiration.  Nobody noticed, I’m sure, if I lingered during my visit with my eyes upon her, enjoying a wisp of nostalgia. 

After ninety-one and ninety-three years, respectively, grandma and grandpa left us.  Dividing up the house was quite the task.  You see – grandma had become a hoarder in her old age.  Of all the items in her house, though, the first I claimed was Blue Lady.  I need not have worried that she would be claimed by anyone else in the family, though.  Nobody cared to have her but me.

So, today, she sits in a place of honor and safety in my living room – cozy in her little corner of the writing  hutch – meditating still, over her nosegay of soft pink flowers – are they roses, perhaps?  There she sits, silently fulfilling her job as a source of creative inspiration, coaxed from her retreat for an occasional inspection of her delicate details, perhaps a romp with neighboring shelf sitter cats (of course, they’re another story):

. . . or a photo-shoot for just such a post as this.  She is a constant reminder of mother, grandmother, and childhood.  She doesn’t need a high-end fine china stamp – my mother’s hands cleaned her, chose her soft pastel colors, defined her features with sparse elegance, and left a legacy of serenity and pleasure for me to treasure.

I share her with you, today, in all her beautiful, blue glory with a reminder that if you are so blessed to still have your mother or grandmother within reach, do give them a love for me!

 

About Miss Kathy

"I teach families how to restore their God-given authority as the primary educator in their child’s life through the experience of reading together as a family. Learn how to use literature to create teachable moments, build strong minds, and bind loving hearts."

Kathryn Ross, writer, speaker, and dramatist, ignites a love of literature and learning to equip young and old towards developing a Family Literacy Lifestyle—reading together, learning together, loving together. Her works challenge families to deepen their literacy skills and grow into the greater things God has purposed for them. She’s taught in Christian and homeschool circles, trained in the Principle Approach® through the Foundation for American Christian Education. Miss Kathy owns Pageant Wagon Publishing, producing homeschool enrichment materials, devotional works, study guides, and theatrical dramas for church, school, and community production. She podcasts at TheWritersReverie.com and blogs at PageantWagonPublishing.com.

Comments

  1. So Sweet, Kathy! I, too, was a ceramics artist. I was an instructor, and I had my own studio while I was raising my children, and I think your mother did a beautiful job painting the charming little lady figurine! I remember certain Knick-knacks at my Grandma’s and my mother’s homes too! my mother had a Staffordshire dog that I admired and played with, and Grandma had a ceramic Cookie Jar with 3-D, real-looking cookies on it, and it was always full of sugary treats! It is hard to resist playing with them, when we are little. Oh, yes, they do bring back floods of memories now! I sell vintage items and often come across things similar to those that I remember from my childhood!
    I am blessed to still have my sweet mother, who’s pretty healthy and active, and my paternal grandmother, age 98 is still with us! Thank you for reminding me to give them a little loving today!

  2. Dear Kathy,

    What a truly heartwarming post!.., My those ceramic ornaments take me back in tie and memory! Your dear mama did a wonderful job!

    Thanks for joining me for last week’s TTTT and also for my 88th,’Tuesday Tea For Two’~(I was so late this week that tomorrow’s tea is just around the corner)!..,

    Oh my!..,Things are sooo busy!

    Your tea post with your charming vintage tea things was simply lovely!

    Cheers and hugs from Wanda Lee


  3. oh.. so nice post.)
    Love your blog.))

    I now spend a survey of bloggers with such questions.
    1. Why did you create a blog?
    2. For whom you taking him? Want to be popular?
    3. How long will it keep going?

  4. My favorite people treasure things that make them think of family. So…I’m guessing that based on this post we could be friends. I love figurines of all kinds…even better when a loved one has made it what it is.

I would love to hear from you--share your thoughts!

*

%d bloggers like this: