Old paintings lost and found

[Capt Insano Emeritis]

I am still at digging stuff out of moms house to rescue from imminent truck loads to waste management. My brother and nephew are bulls in the china shop when it comes to cleaning out the house. They also still have jobs, poor guys! I feel I have to be the one to save our heritage and it is not a monetary stuff consideration it is all those things carefully saved from generations. Mom did what i am doing now. I feel it is an obligation to pass on the story of our family. And Jeanne is an ancestry researcher par excellence so as the last generation of our paternal namesake and no sons, I feel obligated and am fulfilled by doing so.

Found this crammed into a basement crevice and spent a day or so restoring it. Asbestos I can. It was painted in 1972 while studying art in college. It is an imaginative portrait of my moms mother Christy who spent some time at The steilicom hospital in around 1944. Mom was on HS leave in what would have been her senior year to care for her dad and younger sister.

 

[Wadin' Boot]

I am still at digging stuff out of moms house to rescue from imminent truck loads to waste management. My brother and nephew are bulls in the china shop when it comes to cleankng out the house. They also still have jobs, poor guys!

Found this crammed into a basement crevice and spent a day or so restoring it. Asbestos I can. It was painted in 1972 while studying art in college. It is an imaginative portrait of my moms mother Christy who spent some time at The steilicom hospital in around 1944. Mom was on HS leave in what would have been her senior year to care for her dad and younger sister.View attachment 180589

Skip this is really moving, those state hospitals, prior to meds that could actually do anything, were not kind places. And for your mom too...

 

[Capt Insano Emeritis]

Skip this is really moving, those state hospitals, prior to meds that could actually do anything, were not kind places. And for your mom too...

Very true. And my dads grandmother he never knew and was told by his mother that his grandmother died in a house fire never to be seen again. However much later when I was 16 dad found out that his grandmother was in a metal hospital near the puget sound and had passed away something he knew nothing about. Funeral there was in the facility with mom dad me and my brother that was it. Melancholia that was the way families did not deal with mental illness.
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