My sisters have coined a very personal term: to “Marianne” something.
My mom did like to make stuff, and painted for 10-15 years at the end of her life, but often creations were on the fly – so her ideas were perhaps slightly off, or lacked money, time or practice. Like papering the outside entrance of the house with New Yorker magazine covers. Or her classic: icing warm cakes and having them slide sideways.
So I wrote in this blog about having difficulty transitioning to a new art studio/classes. Then I made my move and re-entered my own home studio, ready to play and make things again.
I jumped on a pile of old CD’s and DVDs, ready to give them a new life. I totally Marianned them.