For sixteen years under Margot’s influence, and
touched by her love, I grew and thrived, producing and
publishing a variety of books. In my painting, despite our
totally different styles and techniques, Margot would
suggest subtle touches of colour and shading that brought
added dimension and perspective to mountains, trees and
figures.
Margot offered encouragement and praise but was not
afraid to admonish when needed. With Margot, I slowly
learned to be in the now, and to accept people who thought
and believed differently than I. She taught me to see other
points-of-view and to treasure people as they are.
Her beliefs were quite different from my own, yet she
supported mine to the point of accompanying me to church
on numerous occasions. I had never before known someone
who not only believed in me but taught me to believe in
myself.