I walked into Déja Vu, an eclectic shopping boutique at 14411 Detroit Avenue, a few weeks before Christmas. Since my mother's birthday is the day after the holiday, I considered it great fortune to happen upon this wonderful little shop, owned by Colleen Mahon, and I wrote about the experience later that day: Fables, finds, and (thematically) askew artwork – the Virgin Mary, in regalia of dress and design, surrounded by an embroidered, glittery background. To the right of her, an old photo, embedded in the same piece, a photo of Diego Rivera and Frida Kahlo. Does the artist think the couple divine? Well, the juxtaposition is pleasing, to me anyway. This framed work, in a storefront, is joined by other Mother Mary and religious icons, jewelry, books, art. The name of the shop, above the doorway, is Déjà Vu. I bet the owner is a woman, a romantic at heart, and a spiritual woman; and you better believe this lady has style. I enter, into a world of icons, antiques and painting prints. I notice almost immediately an art book, resting on an antique chair. I know the painter of the print on the cover, but I can’t place his name. I pick up the hefty art-reference-keepsake; it covers Henri Matisse’s career. My Mom loves Matisse. I find the owner, a fiftyish lady, dressed rather fashionably, and tell her I’d been worrying over a gift for Mom’s birthday; I just walked in, and there it was. “Huh,” she wonders, “Isn’t that funny.” All of $12, and I am sure Mom will love it. It pays to look, but not to worry; for whatever a soul needs is just an adventure away.