Art & Love
thegavoice.comWhen I think of art, I think of my mother. I even remember the first time I saw her paint. Millie Pete had been an art teacher as a profession.
She got pregnant with me later in life and decided to retire from teaching when I was very young. After that, she began painting at home to fill her time, with me by her side.
The first time I watched her work was when I was sitting in my highchair next to her easel, witnessing the meticulous effort to paint a woman with a basket on her head.
That was always my favorite painting of Millie Pete’s, because it was the first one I saw evolve into something beautiful. I had two older siblings who also enjoyed her work, and I was nervous that when I grew up I would lose the lady and her basket simply by being the youngest.
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