Oma

A few weeks ago, I had the opportunity to visit my Grandmother on Vancouver Island. Due to various circumstances, we had never actually met before and I only knew a handful of things about her. Upon entering her home, I was struck by all the artwork covering every available surface. She makes stained glass, paints (watercolour & oil), quilts and knits (and also gardens, including fruit and nut trees!) Her husband also makes stained glass, builds furniture (some with punched tin inserts) and is a former taxidermist. She told me that they had wanted to purchase a stained glass window for their new home when they moved to Vancouver Island, but were put off by the prices in the local stores. They ended up taking an introduction workshop, fell in love with the process and now have all the equipment to make their own pieces in their workshop (which ended up being a lot more expensive than had they bought a piece to begin with!) 

Although we aren't related by blood, it was immediately evident how some of her aesthetics and artistic talents are the threads that bind us together, as they were passed down to my mother, and in turn, to me.  I fell in love with her stained glass herons, and hopefully will have the chance to return and learn how to make one myself some day soon. 

The stained glass sunrise was a collaboration between my Oma and her husband, it is one of the first pieces they made. 

The stained glass sunrise was a collaboration between my Oma and her husband, it is one of the first pieces they made. 

Her husband has had to add cutouts throughout their home for all the stained glass they've made over the past few years!

Her husband has had to add cutouts throughout their home for all the stained glass they've made over the past few years!

One of two herons in their home, and a pottery piece by a local artist whose studio I was able to visit.

One of two herons in their home, and a pottery piece by a local artist whose studio I was able to visit.

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Annie, my Oma's gentle elderly companion.

Annie, my Oma's gentle elderly companion.

And Missy, who remained uncertain about me for most of the visit.

And Missy, who remained uncertain about me for most of the visit.