tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post1316239879509213917..comments2023-07-12T11:02:54.477-05:00Comments on Musings of an Artist's Wife: Mignon’s FlowersWendy Rodrigue Magnushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08289447655110009690noreply@blogger.comBlogger47125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post-12590132958492517752015-05-21T13:41:02.269-05:002015-05-21T13:41:02.269-05:00Thank you, Kirsten, for your dear words. I'm ...Thank you, Kirsten, for your dear words. I'm touched by your memories of my mom, as well as by your own experiences and observations in art and life. The very best to you, truly- Wendy Wolfe RodrigueWendy Rodrigue Magnushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08289447655110009690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post-18868434106065068182015-05-18T15:26:52.091-05:002015-05-18T15:26:52.091-05:00Wendy,
I have often wondered what ever happened to...Wendy,<br />I have often wondered what ever happened to Mignon Wolfe, and today, I decided to google her name and came to this beautiful post. I am so sorry she passed away so young. I knew your mom through ECPR club we were both involved in when she was working for Vista Print. But I actually don't remember her for work, I remember thinking what a remarkable and colorful person she was! I don't remember the event (some time in the early 1990s) but I was at her house and she was giving me the "tour". I remember, we walked in her bedroom and there was the most beautiful angel painting above her bed. I was enthralled with it and asked her who painted it. She proceeded to tell me she had painted it because the angel had come to her in a vision ~ she had no choice, she HAD to paint it. I was just mesmerized with the piece and how "matter of fact" she was recounting her experience. I also recall how she told me she was going to quit working and live in artist commune one day! I admired her boldness and artistic flair. Years later, I lost our second daughter and I kept remembering this conversation with your mom about the angel. It comforted me in some odd way. Fast forward several more years, I am now living in Tennessee pursuing a career as an artist. My mind often wanders back to Mignon and her angel painting as I paint my angels thinking of my sweet daughter. I was hoping to find her and tell her about her impact and see where she was living and doing. I am sad I will never be able to have that conversation, but I am glad I found you to share my thoughts. I hope in some small way it comforts you to know how special other people thought she was. Light & love, Kirsten Reed Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18366773322127080211noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post-12337981851864331262014-07-23T17:13:28.280-05:002014-07-23T17:13:28.280-05:00Thank you, Jane, for this unexpected and tender me...Thank you, Jane, for this unexpected and tender message. I hope to meet you one day in person. All best to you and yours, WendyWendy Rodrigue Magnushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08289447655110009690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post-50716234929748480382014-07-15T09:14:24.696-05:002014-07-15T09:14:24.696-05:00I always wondered what happened to Mignon, ,so whe...I always wondered what happened to Mignon, ,so when I heard of George's death, I found your blog. I know about you and Mignon from our beloved Hildegard Laumann, who was like a 2nd Mom to me for 12 years. She shared many stories about you and Mignon, her visit to Florida when you were small, your visits to Germany and your travels to Munich, etc. for George's exhibits. She extolled your beauty--esp. the long, beautiful legs! Your time spent with her brought much joy...She was my son's Godmother along with Ludwig. Hildegard gave me your Wedding Portrait before she died & have it in my bedroom. I miss them both so much! I'm sure you do, too. I'm so sorry for the loss of your Mom and George. Funny how two people who never met know so much about each other! Keep your childlike enthusiasm & outlook on life! It intensifies your beauty even as you age...Take care-<br />Jane.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04890686317020789990noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post-90184486157893500602013-11-21T22:55:25.113-06:002013-11-21T22:55:25.113-06:00What happened at the xray and what happened to you...What happened at the xray and what happened to your mom? She is BEAUTIFUL talented and special. Do I have to?https://www.blogger.com/profile/09119798135749291293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post-44414501847076392722013-09-16T00:04:55.017-05:002013-09-16T00:04:55.017-05:00Beautiful......Beautiful......Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post-74789435964963289562012-05-27T10:14:14.387-05:002012-05-27T10:14:14.387-05:00It's so good to hear from you, Rae - like hear...It's so good to hear from you, Rae - like hearing from Mom herself. She adored you and enjoyed your friendship. WendyWendy Rodrigue Magnushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08289447655110009690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post-36226794164172741452012-05-27T08:36:52.676-05:002012-05-27T08:36:52.676-05:00I was privileged to have known Mignon and relished...I was privileged to have known Mignon and relished her unique personality. We would meet at the lakefront on Sunday mornings for a lazy breakfast and great conversation. I enjoyed her gracious hospitality,and generous nature. Her "poppy fields" grace my living room. Thanks for the memories.Rae Logannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post-58586049959109383642012-05-21T11:17:01.879-05:002012-05-21T11:17:01.879-05:00Thanks for sharing. I'm going to go hug my mom...Thanks for sharing. I'm going to go hug my mom now. And maybe even my dad.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post-16100272245111531432012-02-13T07:34:26.968-06:002012-02-13T07:34:26.968-06:00Thank you, Brenda - It's wonderful to hear fro...Thank you, Brenda - It's wonderful to hear from you! I can't tell you how much it means to both Heather and myself that Mom's friends keep in touch. I hope you are well and happy, enjoying a beautiful winter in Tennessee- WendyWendy Rodrigue Magnushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08289447655110009690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post-70747698774349139412012-02-12T20:11:51.025-06:002012-02-12T20:11:51.025-06:00I knew your mother and considered her a friend in ...I knew your mother and considered her a friend in the brief six months period when I lived in Fort Walton Beach in 1981. She was such a vibrant, fun, caring woman! I am so thankful and knew her and met her sweet daugthers Wendy and Heather. <br />Brenda Nunn<br />Chattanooga, TNBrenda Nunnnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post-3425965430311928692012-01-08T20:57:21.743-06:002012-01-08T20:57:21.743-06:00What wonderful memories of your mother...makes me ...What wonderful memories of your mother...makes me feel almost like I knew her too :))Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post-242588543486660642011-12-20T16:56:43.968-06:002011-12-20T16:56:43.968-06:00Hi Rita --- I can't tell you how special it is...Hi Rita --- I can't tell you how special it is hearing from you . I'll be in touch by email sometime in the next few days so that we can connect by phone. Of course I remember you fondly :) - WendyWendy Rodrigue Magnushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08289447655110009690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post-71491956109262437832011-12-19T12:40:41.172-06:002011-12-19T12:40:41.172-06:00Wendy, I've been searching the web for info on...Wendy, I've been searching the web for info on your Mom. I hope you remember me fondly - Rita Lance from our Ft. Walton Beach days. Your musing on your mom really touched my heart, and I'm so sorry to hear she's gone - I had hoped to reconnect with her. I found a picture of you on Gambit, was so happy to see you looking well. I would very much like to get in touch with you and hope you feel the same. Would love to hear how Heather is doing, and hear more about your life. Remember when I attended the gallery opening in Carmel and bought a Blue Dog poster? It's hanging over my mantel in my little home now. rlance1@embarqmail.comRita Lancenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post-22116600291857607492011-09-13T15:00:53.470-05:002011-09-13T15:00:53.470-05:00Hi Carmen --- It's great to hear from a friend...Hi Carmen --- It's great to hear from a friend of my parents. I so appreciate your writing. I've missed my mother a great deal. You may enjoy a few other stories. Here's one about my dad: http://www.bestofneworleans.com/blogofneworleans/archives/2011/06/15/for-my-father<br /><br />And here's one about my mom and Grandma Helen: http://www.wendyrodrigue.com/2010/11/looking-back.html<br /><br />Also, my sister Heather, who lives in Tallahassee, keeps a great blog about her family and their adventures and speaks often of our parents: http://adventuresofabmxmom.blogspot.com/<br /><br />Our dad now lives on a farm at the Florida/Alabama border, and Uncle Jack lives on a ranch in Pleasanton, Texas near San Antonio. They're both still charming the ladies.<br /><br />All best to you, and many thanks for your sweet words-<br />WendyWendy Rodrigue Magnushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08289447655110009690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post-64579362029822814832011-09-13T14:51:06.995-05:002011-09-13T14:51:06.995-05:00September 13, 2011
Hi Wendy,
I am prompted to writ...September 13, 2011<br />Hi Wendy,<br />I am prompted to write you because my husband and I knew your mother and father, Buddy, so well for our years at LSU and following that when we lived in Baton Rouge. Your mother and I had such fun times at LSU and she helped to introduce me to Louisiana . I was newly arrived from St. Louis. Buddy was a fraternity brother of my then boyfriend later husband , Karl. We all had great times in New Orleans where I would stay at your grandparents in Algiers. Sometimes we went out or joined your uncle Jackie in New Orleans. Jackie insisted on giving me a Hurricane glass. Mignon was the Maid of Honor at our wedding in St. Louis. We had so many more memorable times. Mignon will always be etched in my memory.<br />Carmen Pranter KammannAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post-69367420605922136162011-01-26T20:27:04.070-06:002011-01-26T20:27:04.070-06:00Hi C. Marse - Many thanks for writing in. I alway...Hi C. Marse - Many thanks for writing in. I always enjoy hearing from people who met my mom. Those posters, the few that are left, that is, are in our archives. They commemorate exhibitions that occurred while I was in Europe. They were promotional posters, never offered for sale, which is why they don't appear in the books. As I recall, George was especially pleased with the one from Frankfurt (the one with the red background). I'm trying to recall off the top of my head, as I haven't looked at them in some time.<br /><br />I'm so pleased that my mom gave you the prints and that you are enjoying them. Many thanks again for your kind words-<br />WendyWendy Rodrigue Magnushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08289447655110009690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post-36202578581976318052011-01-26T18:01:01.019-06:002011-01-26T18:01:01.019-06:00Hi, Wendy. This is such a nice piece about your mo...Hi, Wendy. This is such a nice piece about your mom. Even though I'm reading it almost a year after you wrote it, I am grateful that I found it. I met your mom when she worked for the printer in Fort Walton Beach and she used to call on me at the University of West Florida since I was responsible for buying printing. <br /><br />We had frequent delightful chats (and yes, I heard the UFO stories). On two different occasions, she brought me a couple of posters for exhibitions in Munich and Frankfort that featured interesting blue dogs. (This was in the late 90s. I had never heard of the blue dog, but I liked and kept the posters, and they now hang in my room, guarding my bed.) Later, she told me that her daughter was engaged to the blue dog artist and had gone to Europe to open his gallery in Germany. <br /><br />I was sad when she came one day and told me she was moving away to North Carolina because I enjoyed her visits so much. Needless to say, I think of her often because of the gift of the blue dogs. <br /><br />I've always wondered about the posters because I've never seen them anywhere, not even in your catalog of Rodrigue works. <br /><br />Best regards.<br />C. Marsecmarsehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09366361584105971736noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post-55112775125080814412010-12-07T18:09:37.433-06:002010-12-07T18:09:37.433-06:00Hi Myrna, Thank you so much for your kind message...Hi Myrna, Thank you so much for your kind message and your beautiful words about your mother (I love the 'tiger' reference). Wishing you and yours a beautiful holiday season - WendyWendy Rodrigue Magnushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08289447655110009690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post-42193413183592943082010-12-07T18:05:44.562-06:002010-12-07T18:05:44.562-06:00Hello Wendy... I was directed here by Richard Phel...Hello Wendy... I was directed here by Richard Phelps who told me he shared a bit about me to you..the visually challenged writer. I read this and found myself thinking about my own mom who passed away almost seventeen years ago but whose memory is still as fresh and vital as it ever was. Mom was my champion and my strongest supporter... believing always there was nothing I could not or should not accomplish if I wished to. Two of my brothers shared my visual difficulties and for them too she was the mother tiger who protected her cubs while at the same time she gave us encouragement and confidence in who we were. Thank you so much for the heartfelt smiles and memories this brought me...<br />Myrna D. Badgerow<br />Kajuncutie926@aol.comAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post-61984979035737289912010-09-13T16:50:43.625-05:002010-09-13T16:50:43.625-05:00Hi Kaye, Thank you so much for your heartfelt ema...Hi Kaye, Thank you so much for your heartfelt email and relaying this story about my mom. As irony would have it, George and I attended the funeral of a dear friend today, and so the timing of your message made it all the more moving.<br /><br />Ed was one of my closest friends in high school, and as often happens with such friendships, if I saw him today I believe we'd pick right up where we left off. <br /><br />Please accept my sympathy with regards to your dad. It's endless, isn't it? The loss of a loved one.<br /><br />Thank you again for writing in and for sharing your memory of my mom. I hope to meet you one day-<br />WendyWendy Rodrigue Magnushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08289447655110009690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post-37870846717225380062010-09-13T13:25:44.019-05:002010-09-13T13:25:44.019-05:00Hi Wendy,
I just read your post "Mignon's...Hi Wendy,<br />I just read your post "Mignon's Flowers". I met your Mom in Destin some time around 2002. I was the guest speaker for the Destin Womans Club monthly meeting and she was a guest that day. I was busy getting the presentation ready and she came over and stroked my hair and said that it remined her or her daughter's hair. We began to talk and my computer came on for the power point presentation. I had downloaded the Katrina Blue Dog as my screen saver for the presentation. (He's my hero!) She saw it and tears came in her eyes along with a huge smile. She told me that she was your mother. I explained to her that my brother in law Edwin Everett, from Fort Walton, was an old acquaintence of yours and I hoped to one day meet you and George. Unfortunately I was hurried along by the program director and I didn't get a chance to talk to her again. But in those very few brief moments with her I knew that she was a very special person and that she loved you very much. I am so sorry to hear that she has gone. I say this all as I have been deeply grieving this morning for my father, who died in August 2007. <br />Best wishes to you, <br />Kaye Everett<br />Destin, Fl.Kaye Everetthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05880418028734831205noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post-73097784040591580452010-09-05T14:07:45.713-05:002010-09-05T14:07:45.713-05:00Thank you for reading, Julie, and especially for y...Thank you for reading, Julie, and especially for your thoughtful words. It comforts me enormously when I realize that this post touches people that didn't even know her-Wendy Rodrigue Magnushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08289447655110009690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post-64479252564581108102010-09-05T09:04:02.998-05:002010-09-05T09:04:02.998-05:00Mothers and daughters. Such a complicated love af...Mothers and daughters. Such a complicated love affair. <i>I guess because I owe it to her. And because I should have written about her when she could read it.</i> I completely understand the regret and the fact that it probably would have been impossible.<br /><br />I only recently found this blog and I am enjoying getting to know you through your writing. This piece is beautiful. Thank you for opening your heart.Juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11705824771417173647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8079877794128349006.post-9848799756325584052010-07-29T12:27:09.133-05:002010-07-29T12:27:09.133-05:00Hi KT -- Of all of my posts, this one was by far t...Hi KT -- Of all of my posts, this one was by far the most personal and yet so many people relate. I appreciate your reading my blog and commenting. WendyWendy Rodrigue Magnushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08289447655110009690noreply@blogger.com