The Memory Scarf

Here are a few samples of the memory scarf. For the average, I use six photos, mingled with both hand painted silk, raw silk and vintage kimono panels. The size is 7" x 72" and runs $135. For more information or questions on designing your own special scarf please contact me!

“Doris”
August 5, 1941

"Inspirational
My mother, my friend, my confidante
Beauty captured in the reflection of Heaven on Carpenter’s Lake
Strength equivalent to the wild rose from days gone by
Victory found through freedom June 27, 2006"....
Melissa Marsch-Walblay

There are so many days I long to just talk to you. The admiration I carry for you is tremendous. You faced your Perpetrator with your head held high never allowing Evil to take your dignity. I miss you so but realize that the only victory you could find over this Evil was leaving to watch over us all in Heaven.

It has been three years since your last breath. You held tight to life as if you knew the special date. As time slipped past the day I sat with you as Cancer with all its evil evaporated from your body. You found safety, you found peace, you went home.


My mother’s death sparked an idea three years ago. The Memory Scarf. The one pictured I made for myself. I wear it when I need a hug from her, or to feel her strength, or to just have her close. I offer this wonderful self-indulgent gift to you. My prices vary and I will post a few others I have made. They are true treasures and the perfect keepsake of a memory, forever.

"Let us celebrate the occasion with wine and sweet words!"....Plautus


I celebrate today by sharing my orange rose! Her beauty represents some of my favorite things in life...glowing sunsets...delicious taste of citrus on a hot sunny day....passion, for all you love....and romance, in every step!

Happy Birthday to all who share today with me!

“I dropped a tear in the ocean, and whenever they find it I’ll stop loving you, only then”…..Unknown


I want to wish a very special person Happy Birthday today! Mitzi, I hope today is a wonderful, relaxing, reflecting day.

Birthdays are always a day of celebration. My mother always made a birthday special. My first birthday without her was tough…and I know today may be bittersweet for you, my friend, Mitzi. Your father was a very special man and I know your heart longs for him today. Today is about celebrating life though. We miss those who have gone and we never stop loving them. We do however, continue their legacy. We always see that part of those gone in our children's smiles, in small reflections or memories that drop in our mind from time to time. We celebrate the life we were given...

Mitzi, I had you in mind when painting this morning. I thought of the emotions you must be feeling as you awakened and I thought of your father. A man of calm stories, funny wit, and a loving smile. He adored you. I know how you love the ocean, the spiritual uplift it gives. I send you this hug.

“Mystical Sea-Goddess”………Crepe de Chine Cape 55 x 76

Father's Day

“One day you swing me high
One day you build my dollhouse
One day you visit my tea party

Someday you kiss my tears
Someday you teach me to drive
Someday you mend my broken heart

A day comes you applaud my graduation
A day comes you visit my home
A day comes you hold my child

But Forever you are my Dadd
And Forever you hold my hand and heart”….
Melissa Marsch-Walblay

Today I reflect on my childhood memories….time I spent with my own father. I tried to search my earliest memory and came up with the “My First Coke”. Dad took me to Shady Rest Bar-B-Q. If memory serves me correctly my mother was in the hospital with my new brother. Dad and I sat in a booth and he gave me my very own bottle of Coke. Mom had never given me more than a small glass let alone allow me to have a bottle….but Dad gave me my very own. I remember being too nervous to hold it, but that first drink I finally took was amazing.
Another memory that is a repeat of many times is the “Liver” story. Growing up in a cabin on a lake, having a dad who was a fur trapper, well lets just say my home was always different than my friends. Whenever I had girlfriends over for the night, dad would always share the “Liver” story, a scary but silly tale that my friends heard time and time again but squealed each and every time. I think he called it “I want my Liver!“….dad would go into this tale of people going into this haunted or abandoned house and some strange man roaming around wanting his liver….as the tale unfolded the listener realizes it is about a man wanting his liver….a dinner….but again, dad made it scary and captivating! Memories….stories….so many.

I have often thought that any man can become a father….but it takes a special man to be a ‘daddy’. I am lucky to have a wonderful daddy. My dad is a man who raised me on tradition. Traditions to follow, traditional values, and traditional roles, something many could identify with if they grew up in the 60’s and 70’s. There are so many different types of fathers….but it is the true dads, the men who sacrifice all just to be a part of their child’s life and help mold that child that make this day such an honor.

I f I could make a design to reflect my dad, it would be a soft, durable wrap. Something that could be pulled around you to help keep out the chill, to lift your spirit, a form of protection and beauty of our relationship. If I had to put a color on him it would be green. A color of serenity, calm woods, and fertile land. My father, a wonderful dad that I hold dear in my heart. I hope all the ’Dads” out there have a beautiful Father’s Day.

“The Woods”…..a remembrance of dad…..$40 (14” x 60”)

"Every Great dream begins with a dreamer. Always remember you have within you the strength, the patience, and the passion to reach for the stars to change the world."...Harriet Tubman

Have you ever watched a small child find a rock and his face lights up with awe at its unique beauty? He just knows it is either magic or a hidden jewel! We often get so busy we forget the simple beauty the earth holds for us to just enjoy at our leisure. Living in Kentucky we have some radiant rocks right at our feet. Agate stones are one of my favorites found here in our Bluegrass State. In fact, it is the state rock! The rich colors of red, blacks, grays, deep violets and shades of yellows twist through this stone. The blending is breath taking and a beautiful treasure. My father was always bringing me rocks he found on the farm growing up and to this day he still will pickup the unusual stones to admire. I suppose it was passed along to me. I am intrigued by the colors and the blending, no surprise there, and decided this week to try a few new color combinations. I truly loved the formations I got by mixing two very different styles of paints and the color combinations. This dress is buttery soft, but as rich in color as the true Kentucky Agate! I wish my photos did it justice! I had paint left and tried a different texture on chiffon, again, vibrant colors and a two piece ensemble that is truly a treasure from the earth!

Agate Chemise....$85
Agate Chiffon Scarf....$35

"To put the world right in order, we must first put the nation in order; to put the nation in order, we must first put the family in order; to put the family in order, we must first cultivate our personal life; we must first set our hearts right."...Confucious

It seems like time has been flying by lately, but I am still trying to design and paint. Growing up I had the luxury of having numerous family gatherings to go to. It seemed we always had a reason to gather, a holiday, birthday, out-of-town relative visiting, something to draw us together. As we all get older the family spreads itself more thin and these times get fewer. I came home last week after going to a wedding shower for my cousin and started thinking about how important family values and traditions are. I suppose you could say I realized a family is the color red....at least mine is! A primary hue, one of the core colors for over half the color wheel...a building block to start. Red is a dominant, dramatic warm hue. Red empowers the soul to achieve goals and desires. Red also represents fire...emotional fires. Yes, my family tree is predominately red! Overall it is a picnic red, a summer picnic at the lake, a fun-filled picnic of family and food! This is where my design started.

I have had a few inquiries about the dress/tunic style and I think most of you would like it. It gracefully flows down the body, just slightly curving or hugging the body. A fluid movement of color sliding down over your hips, and a look that is a seductive dress or a very cute longer length over those popular skinny jeans! I chose the warm shades of red, orange and yellow to blend down the silk. The colors mingled beautifully, rather a delicious remembrance of a summer picnic menu or the poppies blooming in the nearby field heading to the lake. Take a Summer Picnic....$85