Last week the Delaware Valley Chapter of Ohara Ikebana and Ikebana International #71 held a memorial exhibit for Mom at the Delaware Center for Horticulture in Wilmington. It was a beautiful show – each of the 37 arrangers (including two Grand Masters) used mom’s containers. As much as I dread going into a room of people just to stand there crying like a baby, it was wonderful to see mom’s work and creativity still touching people and humming with life.

The program got a little wrinkly in Matthew’s pocket (as he spent the entire time chasing the kids around):

It had a nice bio inside which I will share here, for those of you who didn’t know mom and are interested in what she did:

Seiko Kato Behr was born in Osaka Japan, raised and educated in Tokyo, and completed her pottery studies under Japanese Master Potter Teruo Hara, and became a private student of Master Shino Artist, Kozo Kato (no relationship) in Tajimi, Japan.

For the past thirty years Seiko’s focus has been to create container forms which provide attractive foundations for ikebana arrangements, while standing alone as sculptural pieces. She was inspired by the world around her in creating shapes that nature, architecture, and her environment supplied. Her original works of art have been featured in major exhibits in Tokyo and Nagoya Japan, the Smithsonian Institute, Philadelphia Museum of Art, the Philadelphia Flower Show, and the National Arboretum. A number of her larger containers and sculptures appear in corporate offices as the cornerstones of their decor.

Seiko received an award in the Second Sogetsu International Container Competition in Tokyo in 1993 and shared top honors, taking the Judges’ Choice Award in the final competition in 1996. In 2007 she was featured in a one-man Exhibition of Sculptures, Installations, and Containers at The Academy Art Museum in Easton, Maryland.

Today we celebrate her life and works in an ikebana display by close friends and associates, realizing that it is the container that inspires the arranger.

The kids were relatively well-behaved and helped keep the tone celebratory. Matthew managed to look handsome and gave me some good cred with the blue-hairs.

And my sister came all the way from Vancouver just for the day to see the show. She is the best x 1000.

And as a special capstone, when we got home I noticed that the bloodwort I had bought for mom two years ago when we were in Kansas for Alden’s first birthday (and which subsequently made the long ride home) had finally peeped up to say hello for the first time since we planted it together next to the barn.

I’m only sorry mom missed it all. She would have loved it.