Suzanne Mounger was an accomplished artist, an expert gardener, a gourmet cook and a skilled and innovative potter. She was a loyal and loving daughter, sister, aunt and friend. She will be met on the Rainbow Bridge by the wagging tails and purrs of her beloved fur babies that she loved and lost through the years. A graphic artist by trade, she could recognize new colors, textures and patterns in ordinary natural things and she used those discoveries to create her distinctive pieces of art. A born naturalist, she was inspired by the speckles on a bird's egg, the veins of a feather, the texture of a lizard's skin or even the pattern in a bug's eye. She could take random pieces of cast off junk and transform them into art. Rusty oddities were assembled to make a birdbath, a planter, a bench. PVC pipe and plow discs could be arranged to make a fountain that would literally sing. Her delicate hands could spin a pot or bowl from a lump of clay that was aesthetically beautiful as well as useful and durable. She was always making something beautiful and interesting out of nothing, but she made sure it got a new life, too.
She is preceded in death by her parents, Fred and Wanda Mounger and her brothers Danny Lewis and Kelly Mounger.
Suzanne is survived by her aunt, Neva Jo Heckard of Denison, Texas; her brother, Martin Mounger of Guthrie, Okla.; two sisters, Angela Fairchilds of Muskogee, Okla. and Jennifer Speck (husband Jesse) of Collinsville, Okla.; and by her friend and caregiver, Nick Slepko. She also leaves behind her nephews, Brian and Preston Fairchilds, Rusty and Jason Mounger, Drake Mounger and Raidon Mounger, and her niece, Danielle McKenney.
She will be missed by everyone who knew her. The world has become a less colorful, paler place. In her memory, cast some wildflower seeds to the wind. Buy a piece of pottery from some unknown artist. Plant some flowers somewhere... maybe something blue... that was her favorite.
Memorial services will be 1 p.m Friday, Jan. 12, 2018 at Smith Memorial Chapel, 220 North First Street, Guthrie, OK. Services are under the direction of Smith-Gallo Funeral Home, Guthrie.
Friends may sign the online guestbook at www.smithgallo.com
No Longer the Potter, Now I Am the Clay
It's a new year and I'm no longer there.
It's a brand new body and new forever where I am here.
Here is where the angels sing, above where eagles fly.
My hair is beautiful and blonde again, and the flower gardens never die.
I suffer no more in this place of awesome beauty.
Daddy, Danny, momma & Kelly have been waiting to greet me.
Pictures I have drawn, photographs I have taken, paintings I have painted in days gone by
Could never compare to the colors my eyes see now, up here in the sky Lord, in the sky.
He made me to be one who created beauty as I saw things.
Guiding my hands to give substance to what my imagination could bring.
I am no longer the potter. Now I am the clay.
Everlasting in the arms of my Creator for believing that He IS the Way.
*By Danielle McKenney*
Published on January 5, 2018