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The Crafting Connection: Maggie & Fran

Meet Maggie, our lead copywriter, and her mom, Fran. How sweetly funny to think that what once embarrassed Maggie as a child is now her favorite thing about her mother!

In Maggie’s own words:

For as long as I can remember, my mom has always been super artistic. Unfortunately, as a kid, this wasn’t always a quality that I appreciated. When my friend’s moms would pick them up from school in suits and heels, mine was always wearing a pair of paint-splattered overalls and Converse sneakers, having come from her studio or an art class. At the time, I didn’t understand it but, as I’ve grown and seen the pleasure that “making” gives her, it now happens to be one of my favorite thing about her!

Maggie Converse Painting

That’s why last year, when my husband and I decided to move out of California and head to Denver, I was adamant about bringing something with us that would not only remind me of home but, more specifically, my mom. Nothing made more sense than to bring than this painting — a (HUGE) canvas she painted of the pair of bright pink Converse sneakers she used to wear, day in and day out, when I was kid.

It hangs right in our entry hallway and is the first thing you see when you walk in. In fact, it’s the only piece of art we brought with us when we moved, and was the very first thing I hung up when we arrived. Of course, it goes without saying that I think of her and smile every single day when I walk by it!

Connected through craft

Watching my mom paint or create has become a source of great comfort for me because I know that she is doing what she loves most — I think as you get older, that’s what children want to see in their parents. She’s created this incredible little studio in the house she and my dad live in, and I love visits to be able to see her in there. It’s such a reflection of who she is as a person — exploding with color and inspiration and nuttiness in this extremely functional kind of creative chaos. And while I certainly do not share her talent with the paintbrush, she remains a tremendous source of inspiration for me. I have learned (and continue to learn) a great deal from her about the process of art, and there’s no one whose creative opinion I value more than hers. How lucky am I?

Maggie and her mom

No One Makes It Like a Mother

Nothing would be as sweet if it weren’t for moms. We’re celebrating the women in our lives and the magic they make all month long. Click the photo below for more heartwarming stories.

Make it Like a Mother

11 Comments

Judy

That was such a heartwarming and lovely tribute from Maggie to her mom! It brought tears to my eyes and a huge smile while reading it. Thank you so much for sharing this on the Craftsy blog.

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Nilsa C

So beautiful! Thanks for sharing.

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Nancy

It is a wonderful experience to be the Mother of the Bride. As the Mother of the Bride, I created all 4 bride maids’ dresses and the bride’s head piece and veil. Only the girls knew! All were very pleased, except the one girl who found a straight pin in a seam. I recommend the close experience of planning, doing and enjoying.

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Judy

@Nancy…I love that comment about the girl and the pin! My sister did all the bridesmaid dresses for two of her daughters’ weddings. It was a horrendous amount of work. But the dresses are still talked about twenty years later.

As for this article, it is a testament to the sentimentality of handmade things from mothers and relatives. ❤️❤️❤️

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Tina

Lovely mother, no wonder she has such a lovely daughter! Mine was a victim of war in Europe and mentally distressed so it was a case of me bringing up my mother instead of the other way around! Extremely selfish like a young child it was heart breaking, but managed to marry the best man in the world and he brought me such love I thought I would never have, so still feel the luckiest daughter on earth

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TigerKim

Great story! I love the painting too.

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Rochelle Summers

Thank you for a great article. My mom was a nurse and I wanted to be one growing up….until the sight of blood made me sick. But I still thought she looked cool with her nurses cap, her cape and her white uniform as she went off to work so that we kids could have the education that she and Dad thought was important.

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Paulette

My mother passed away this last February and I see all the little touches around the house that she did. She sewed most of her dresses and mine as I grew up. Every Easter and Christmas and in between brought new clothes. She only made pajamas for my brothers and dad. She made enough dresses that she would send my outgrown clothes to her sister that had twin girls a few years younger than me. Her sister would give her a bushel of cucumbers to make dill pickles. I treasure mom’s button box because it had buttons from garments that I remember her wearing. I wish she still had some fabric swatches from years gone by but she would have needed an extra room. I plan to make scrapbook pages of the dresses she made, collected from all the squinty-eyed pictures in the backyard.

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Paulette

I almost forgot the Barbie clothes. My mother made a wedding dress and slacks and other items for my doll. She really complained about the tiny snaps, as this was before Velcro. What devotion.

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M. Graves

Amen, Paulette,
My mom has been gone for 9 years and I never realized just how much our time together meant to me until she was gone. She taught me how to sew and knit at 12 and made dresses for me in High School that I treasured. She even drafted her own patterns. She still was “coloring” in grown up coloring books and I remember her using a tissue to blend the colors to soften them.
She and my dad remodeled the house that my brother and I grew up in and she drew all the angles and my dad cut them out. She was exact in all that she did and was a consummate cook, she taught herself from a Good Housekeeping book. She was also big on education, “We never guess, we look it up.” My brother would lament, how can I look it up in the dictionary if I don’t know how to spell it?” She’d reply, “Sound it out.” Her approach was very creative and progressive, yet very intellectual as a problem solver. We learned much from her and I still think of her in some way, most every day and miss her still. Mothers truly are the “heart of the home.” I think of the Proverbs 31 woman, Who can find a virtuous woman? For her price is far above rubies.” “Her children arise up and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her.” I thank God for the mom and dad that He gave to me and for my brother. Have a Blessed Mother’s Day.

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