I hope you remember that Juvenile song "From her Mama." Otherwise, right now you're probably thinking I have really bad grammar. Or maybe you do remember that song and other Juvenile hits like "Back that Thang Up" and right now you're just thinking I have really bad taste in music. That was from a long time ago, ok!
I do think I get some of my artistic talent from my mama. She's really creative and crafty and I still remember her teaching me a few drawing tricks when I was a kid, like the 3-D box and the man with his nose over the fence.
She's definitely always been my biggest fan too. Everything I've ever made my sweet mom has just absolutely gushed over, especially when I was a little kid. She made me feel like I was Picasso.
When I was in elementary school she turned our entire kitchen pantry and laundry room hallway into an art gallery, completely covered with drawings and paintings, floor to ceiling. In high school she had some of my pieces from art class professionally framed and proudly hung in our house and at my dad's office. When I brought her home lumpy vases and uneven mugs from my college pottery course she treated those monstrosities like priceless treasures. The lady has simply adored
I have ever made. Must be some kind of mom super power because I know I'm not that good! But it did give me confidence to hear her high praise. And did give me pride to see my art hanging on the wall. And it did give me reason to be a little less critical of my own work. I mean hey, not all of my mugs from pottery class were one hundred percent completely awful. In fact, I have one sitting on my desk as a pencil jar right now and it's not so bad.
So here's to you Moma! And all moms everywhere who love and encourage their children.
Happy Mother's Day!