Marjorie's Bouquet

A painting by my Aunt Marjorie, of white roses in a sapphire vase, hung in the music room of my grandparents’ home. As a child, I would stare at it thinking, “Someday I’ll be an artist”. I painted as a child and adolescent. I took lessons after school from artists in our town. My freshman year in college I declared myself an art major. My life took some turns and I didn’t pick up a brush again until I was fifty-eight. Now at sixty-three I can’t put the brush down. A flaming passion flows through my veins in memory of my Aunt Marjorie. (Marjorie Messinger Pessoa departed this earthly plane July 29, 2018)

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