Thank you for this beautiful story. It has reminded me of something so essential—that the power of love, in art surpasses technical skill; when called upon in our work it manifests a power, a mystery, that transcends the analytical mind and transforms us. This is the unique gift of the woman as artist, because her depth of emotion connects her body to love in an alchemical and biological manner.
How many young mothers have been in this terrible predicament but did not have ( or thought they did not) have the skill to draw their baby with so much skill and tenderness. My father was an illegitimate child, fostered out. My grandmother would have yearned to have such a beautiful keepsake of her baby.
I can imagine the horrible heartbreak after those ten days, and what strength it must have taken for her to "start her family" in the years after. I'm so glad they were reunited, and through her art--how beautiful. Thanks for sharing this.
Thank you for this beautiful story. It has reminded me of something so essential—that the power of love, in art surpasses technical skill; when called upon in our work it manifests a power, a mystery, that transcends the analytical mind and transforms us. This is the unique gift of the woman as artist, because her depth of emotion connects her body to love in an alchemical and biological manner.
Mary Husted… the plight of many women, this envelope of love and yearning shown in the art and separation is heartening.
What a story, thanks Katy
Wonderfully written, well done Katy
This is an amazing story, thanks for writing it down
How utterly moving. Thanks for sharing.
So moving and tender - in tears reading this!
what a beautiful story
Beautiful, powerful and incredibly moving. Thank you for sharing.
How many young mothers have been in this terrible predicament but did not have ( or thought they did not) have the skill to draw their baby with so much skill and tenderness. My father was an illegitimate child, fostered out. My grandmother would have yearned to have such a beautiful keepsake of her baby.
I can imagine the horrible heartbreak after those ten days, and what strength it must have taken for her to "start her family" in the years after. I'm so glad they were reunited, and through her art--how beautiful. Thanks for sharing this.
What joy that Luke found Mary decades later. Love. It is eternal.
Thank you Katy for a beautiful tender read, I'm so happy that Mary and her son reunited and now have a daily relationship.
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Thanks for this. As an adoptive mother, I drew my son as he slept for 3 months. Love in drawing is so tangible.
Art and life - life is art. The tenderness of these sketches is incredibly moving. Thank you for sharing this story.