|Project by mafe||posted 09-28-2013 09:51 AM||2325 views||2 times favorited||36 comments|
A farewell to my beloved grandmother
and grandfather too
Few months back my beloved grandmother left us.
When going to her funeral I thought it would be right, to make her something with my hands, instead of buying flowers, since what comes from my hands comes directly from my heart.
Some years back my daughter Mathilde and I was visiting my grandfathers grave, leaving a cross and so I thought to take up this idea again.
1. Farwell Mumse.
2. Cutting up the pieces.
3. Using the kerfmaker to make crisp cuts.
6. One for each.
Here she is holding me in her arms only few years back, that moment I was crying as a baby, realizing how much the child deep inside me had missed that love, it is a moment I will never forget.
My grandmother was something special to me, she and my grandfather are the light towers in my life, they learned me about love and affection, staying true to who you are and most of all they gave me a believe in me, since they loved me for exactly what I am. Without them I would never have made it through my tough years, they were the rock in me and will be always, thank you both from my heart.
-- Mad F, the fanatical rhykenologist and vintage architect. Democraticwoodworking.