Wedding Gift Madonna: 62 years ago
Like 42.5 million other Americans I traveled more than 50 miles “home” for Thanksgiving, and like so many, our gathering was in a different house than the one I grew up in. My mother sold the big family home and now lives comfortably in a sunny condo. Luckily, many of the artifacts from my childhood settled in as well as she has, including her collection of Madonnas.
Directly inside my mother’s front foyer, a 13th century Madonna greets all who enter. This carved wood statue had been in our old family home almost my entire life, yet I only just asked my mother where it came from. I heard an elaborate tale about how my father discovered this treasure during a trip to Chicago. While there he walked past an antique shop and saw this Madonna in the window, but each time he passed the store was closed. Due to serendipity, a massive snow storm left him stranded in Chicago for an extra day which allowed for a visit to the store while it was open. A price was negotiated and he had his treasure shipped back to New Jersey where for nearly fifty years she graced our den before moving to her present location.
Along the hallway there are two miniature Madonna’s on the wall, each with their own unique story, and as I ask my mother she revealed all the fascinating details with relish. The short version? The one on the left she bought for herself while visiting Jerusalem in 2002, while the other came from her own childhood home, given to her when her mother downsized.
Heading up the stairs and down the hall to my mother’s room, residing over her bed, is the Venezuelan artist Federico Vegas Chumaceiro’s ethereal and lovely Madonna he created especially for her. The Chumaceiro and Vegas family friendship with mine goes back for decades, crosses generations, borders and languages; this painting stands as a testament from Federico’s heart to my mother’s.
Halfway back down the stairs on a landing is a double fold painting of the angel Gabriel’s visitation to Mary. This gild framed reproduction came from a trip my parents took to Washington D.C. Before my quest to discover the Madonnas in my mother’s home, I’m not sure I ever noticed this one; I certainly didn’t know its origin or pause to have a good look at her but she’s a beauty.
Finally is the Madonna my daughter, marnika weiss, painted while still an art student at MICA in Baltimore. She gave this painting to her grandmother for Christmas when she first moved into this new home, and she found a perfect location for it high above the door. On your way out she looks down to grace your departure in her warm tones and maternal pose; this canvas an example of love granted by the artist for her grandmother.
Listening to the stories and learning about the artifacts that grace your family’s home can make your holiday time together all the more special; knowing the origins grant the object even more meaning and attachment as unique as the family surrounding you. So glad to have had this time with mine.
Nine Cent Girl 
i can imagine the nurturing and loving atmosphere of this home graced with the Madonna collection, each one so very beautifully emanating its own feminine energy …. how very fortunate to grow up in a house with the divine feminine honoured and adored!
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So true… I hadn’t quite thought of it quite that way. Thank you for reading!
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LOVE THIS! I don’t know what’s more precious here: the Madonnas, the faith, OR that she actually has family to share the memories with ❤
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Georgous post 🙂 I always like reading your blog – Hope all is well x
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thank you for saying so!!
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You’re very welcome x
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never realized how many madonnas there were at mom’s…and they were all in use during the Notre Dame game last night…a fitting name for her favorite football team…
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I hadn’t realized it either! And I don’t think I found them all yet!
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When I was little visiting your home, I used to see many of these “artifacts.” But thanks to this post, I know a little more of their history & significance. Thank you, Moira for pointing them out. With Madonna adoring several rooms, it’s no wonder your family home was always a welcoming place.
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My mother is certainly the cause of all that “welcoming”! xxoo
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Your blog heightens the need for all of us to keep asking questions! Your mom is Lady Madonna. Thanks for getting my day off to a fabulous start!
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Thanks Bliss… you may be right… she just may be Lady Madonna!
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Wow! You all say the nicest things…and I am not dead yet!!! Back from my nap,ready for a walk…you cannot keep me down just yet…because Notre Dame has a champion game coming up in January…what an incredible eye for detail…I look at my Marys with a new love…….
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Thank you so much for sharing your knowledge of Madonna’s with us. How beautiful and enlightening. You are correct, learning the origins yields even more meaning. My heart is enlightened. I am grateful again for your fantastic NINE CENTs GIRL. lol! )))HUGS(((
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You are the sweetest commenter! thanks for reading xx
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Great Madonnas and such lovely stories.
Thanks for sharing. 🙂
Cheers,
Laura
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Fascinating post!! I believe that symbols hold special significance in our lives. What a wonderful family fellowship!!!
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Divine!
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xxoo
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YOur daughter did such a great job on the painting! That’s a lot of Madonnas 😉
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Thank you so much for saying so… it is quite lovely!
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I love your daughter’s painting, what a talented artist!
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Thank you Joy! I agree, it is quite stunning…
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What a treat to see these Madonna statues. Mary has a special place in my heart, and it is obvious in you and your mother’s too. Sweet!
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How special, that Madonna of 62 years – but all those centuries. So special. Beautiful!
Thanks for the view into your life, a peaceful home. How blessed is sounds.
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