Instilling love of the arts blooms within one family
Published 1:09 pm Thursday, August 17, 2023
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Arriving in Pawling, NY (Susan Mah)
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“The main drag,” as my dad used to say.(Susan Mah)
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Drive to the house; love the fences made of stacked stone (Susan Mah)
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Queen Anne’s lace (Susan Mah)
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Love red barns, so iconic to the American landscape (Susan Mah)
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Beautiful, knotty tree (Susan Mah)
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Entry way to the house designed by Nancy Mah (Susan Mah)
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Studio/office (Susan Mah)
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More of a compound than a traditional one-unit house (Susan Mah)
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Entrance hall with Mary Simms painting (my brother was the model), a well-known Mid-
South artist. (Susan Mah)
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Living room (Susan Mah)
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Kitchen window (Susan Mah)
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Sunroom (Susan Mah)
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Wildflowers instead of grass (Susan Mah)
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Pool made from a shipping container (Susan Mah)
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Getting ready for the party! (Susan Mah)
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Entry way at night (Susan Mah)
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Anyone for cornhole? (Susan Mah)
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Outdoor patio (Susan Mah)
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Next day, train to the city (Susan Mah)
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Arrived at Grand Central Station (Susan Mah)
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Subway uptown (Susan Mah)
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Barbie fever! (Susan Mah)
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Outside the Metropolitan Museum, only to realize it was closed. (Susan Mah)
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Bought some cyanotypes from a photographer. He told me his partner was from Oxford! (Susan Mah)
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On to the Guggenheim (Susan Mah)
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Walk along Central Park (Susan Mah)
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Walk along Fifth Avenue (Susan Mah)
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Stop at St. Patrick’s Cathedral (Susan Mah)
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Stop at Rockefeller Center (Susan Mah)
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On to the Museum of Modern Art (Susan Mah)
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Georgia O’Keeffe exhibit (Susan Mah)
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People watching at Columbus Circle (Susan Mah)
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Dinner at Robert as a guest of the owner (Susan Mah)
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Great view of Columbus Circle! (Susan Mah)
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Scallops as an entree after an amuse-bouche and appetizers. (Susan Mah)
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Back at my sister’s; ready to get back home to my dogs. (Susan Mah)
By Susan Mah
I went to church this past Sunday and the reading was from Genesis 37:5-11, wherein Joseph has a dream. Subsequently, our pastor talked about dreams, asking, “Whose dream are you living in?”
I later talked about the sermon with my brother and we discussed the dreams our parents had for us, one of which was to appreciate the arts.
My father, Francis Mah, was an architect. My brother, David, is a fine art painter. My sister, Nancy, is a designer. And I’m a fine art photographer as well as a therapist. It seems that our parents’ dreams became our own.

Entrance hall with Mary Simms painting (my brother was the model), a well-known Mid-South artist. (Susan Mah)
Last week, my brother and I flew to New York. My sister was having a house warming in celebration of the first house she’s ever designed, largely influenced by our father’s work and the house we grew up in as children. In addition, the party was in honor of Nancy’s 60th birthday. Thus, this photo essay tells a story of dreams, which are often the inspiration for art.
While in New York, I also went into Manhattan to go to the museums and spend time with my oldest and dearest childhood friend, Darryl Goldsmith Lavare, also an artist from Memphis.