Something Beautiful is a self-imposed initiative to find a visual feast for each day of a year.
In anticipation of Mother’s Day, I thought of my Mother and how after a busy Saturday of baking, cleaning, and scrubbing kids—her sense of beauty was a bath. A bath in a clawfoot bathtub with doors closed to noisy, demanding children. A half hour alone. And, so, I sought out images of clawfoot tubs—but they weren’t pretty in and of themselves. And, so, I sought out images of cottages that have such tubs and big overstuffed club chairs upholstered in chintz or chambray with large matching ottomans. And then I came across “Summer” by Harry Epworth Allen and I left the rest behind.
Harry Epworth Allen’s work is described as surreal. But is it? Maybe instead, a heightened sense of design, an acute sensitivity to palette, a distinct sense of form and texture. I offer “Summer” as a beautiful imagined place—a place of one’s own for those mothers who need a break—from children, from responsibility, from life.
I send best wishes and appreciation to those mothers who struggle to be the perfect parent, the protecting guardian, the mentor, the font of unconditional love. Being a mother is a very difficult job and one for which most of us have little true training. Thank you to those friends and loved ones who have been models for me and for all other mothers—and to my own Mother who has always worked hard to be a good Mom. I wish you all appreciation, resilience, and, of course, beauty.