An astonishing thing happened to me this week.
Out of the blue, I got an email from a woman who explained she had inherited a painting that had been in her family most of her life. Her words "When I was a kid, I never thought about what I wanted to inherit from my parents when they passed away … except for this piece! It was the one thing I would fight for, I thought."
She did her research online looking for information on the artist Lee Jurick and couldn't find anything, but did find my name then read that my mom was an artist and "Viola!",
the mystery was solved. The magic of the internet.
This was a meaningful gift to me - to see a tangible reminder of part of my mom's creative soul and it happened to be on the anniversary of my mom's passing 38 years ago.
The painting shows my mom's love for color and especially painting in the Cubism style. She loved Picasso and Braque. She really loved all styles of art. She did pen and ink drawings of life around her in Thailand, then scenery in Bucks County, Pennsylvania. She did linoleum and wood prints and mono-prints, which is when I learned all about printmaking as a young girl. She even sculpted. She belonged to the Doylestown Art League during our time in Pennsylvania, where this painting changed hands to the parents of this wonderful woman, who took the time, found me and wrote me an email that made my day. My week. My year.
I'm lucky to have a dozen or so pieces of my mom's work. This has encouraged me to photograph all of what I have and create a devoted page on my website - I'll let you know when that's published.
Good things happen when you least expect it. Thank you Kris.