A GLIMPSE AT A LIFETIME, A MEMORIAL RETROSPECTIVE OF THE ART OF MARGARET FERRARIE HERSHENHART AT DANIEL GALE IN SEA CLIFF
My mom, Margaret Ferrarie Hershenhart
October 15, 1923 – September 10, 2013
From her daughter, Alyce M. Hershenhart
My Mother instilled in me a love and appreciation for beauty in the world.
Whether she was pointing out interesting ironwork on a building, the form of a Noguchi lamp, or the unusual color of a flower, she awakened a strong sense of aesthetic in form, color and values in the world around me.
When we were children, she took my brother Paul and I to museums and galleries, deepening and enriching our love and understanding of art. As teenagers, she encouraged us to take the train into Manhattan to explore the exciting culture of the city that she loved and knew so well.
My Mother was interested in a number of areas to do with art and design and was quite clever and intensely focused in her execution of even the smallest project. She almost never followed rules or directions, always making it her own.
In addition to her painting and drawing, she was interested in fashion and presented herself often with bright colors and patterns, many times of clothing she made herself. She designed textiles; I recall she once sold a design for scarves.
She crocheted afghans, vests and hats and she hooked rugs of her own design from wool that she dyed herself. One beautiful example was a rug she made that looked like the surface of the moon.
I will always treasure my ability to see the beauty in the world and I must express how grateful I am to my intelligent, funny and creative Mother for awakening me.
October 15, 1923 – September 10, 2013
From her daughter, Alyce M. Hershenhart
My Mother instilled in me a love and appreciation for beauty in the world.
Whether she was pointing out interesting ironwork on a building, the form of a Noguchi lamp, or the unusual color of a flower, she awakened a strong sense of aesthetic in form, color and values in the world around me.
When we were children, she took my brother Paul and I to museums and galleries, deepening and enriching our love and understanding of art. As teenagers, she encouraged us to take the train into Manhattan to explore the exciting culture of the city that she loved and knew so well.
My Mother was interested in a number of areas to do with art and design and was quite clever and intensely focused in her execution of even the smallest project. She almost never followed rules or directions, always making it her own.
In addition to her painting and drawing, she was interested in fashion and presented herself often with bright colors and patterns, many times of clothing she made herself. She designed textiles; I recall she once sold a design for scarves.
She crocheted afghans, vests and hats and she hooked rugs of her own design from wool that she dyed herself. One beautiful example was a rug she made that looked like the surface of the moon.
I will always treasure my ability to see the beauty in the world and I must express how grateful I am to my intelligent, funny and creative Mother for awakening me.