Migrant Mama

April 7, 2017

Finding this print of “Migrant Mother and Children” was like the Hoover Dam breaking. I was over flooded with emotions as I stood staring at it, at the thrift store today. My family worked as migrant workers before the term was popularized or itinerant workers, following the crops. Thank God they were not homeless. But, initially upon leaving Chicago they did live in tents which were called “carpas.”It was a very rough life. My Mama shared how 10 days after giving birth to my brother Mike, my father forced her to go pick cotton and drag a 300 lb. cotton sack. No time for morning sickness or pampering, it was a way of life. Women from a different era. My Mama instilled in us that pregnancy was not an illness. It is these experiences that make my family and I the strong, resilient, flexible, honest, no-nonsense, humble, committed and generous people we are. Thank you FatherAbrazos
Just recently, I must add sometime about October 2018, my Uncle Manuel and I were having a telephone conversation. And he mentions, “Ray, your Mama always reminded me of that lady in the labor camp picture. My jaw dropped, I immediately recognized the picture he was referring to!I didn’t tell him I own a print of that picture because it always reminded me of my family’s struggles.Abrazos
I have always admired this print, and not only admired, it really speaks to my heart, it pulls me in!  Since I first became familiar with it in the 60’s. “Migrant Mother with Children,” California 1936. By Dorothea Lange. Picture taken in Nipomo, California. Why? It reminds me of my Familia. Different people, same struggle. Was appraised at $169. For sale at thrift shop for $45. Decisions, decisions.


Print I Bought
How My Family Lived in Camps, after the Tents 
Moving On Up!

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I am perpetually creative, and my eyes “feel” art everywhere. Who am I, I am an open book. I believe that sharing “from the heart” with one another is what connects us, heals us, and inspires us! My love for my Lord, family, friends, cooking, crafting, gardening/nature, vintage, sewing and different cultures; these passions and too many more to list, have moved my hand to paper, thus, Abrazos y Besos. In addition to a nudge by my baby sister, Dudies. My last name is Hug which means Abrazo in Spanish, hence the name of my blog: “Abrazos y Besos” translating to “Hugs & Kisses.” I will focus on our personal life journey with Mi Corazon (Augie Hug) sprinkled with love, spice and fun. Please tune in. Philippians 4:13 New King James Version (NKJV) 13 I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.

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