I guess I'm feeling kind of sentimental these days. We've all been told to count our blessings if we want to receive more. Well, I've found recently, that counting my blessings is starting to help me have less...to let go of some really difficult parts of my past...including letting go of everything from paperwork to photos to furniture to paintings....even with the person I used to identify myself as. Many of my friends and neighbors are doing the same...downsizing and going where brighter paths take them.
Have you ever been tempted to hoard your paintings, or hold onto stuff well past its usefulness?
I never really thought of myself as a hoarder until I realized that I was going to drown in my own paintings if I didn't start selling them!
In the last couple of weeks I've let go of some of my dearest paintings which have been a really difficult thing to do. As an artist you remember who you were and what you were going through at the time each painting is created...how you bled for some of those strokes, or the joy you felt laying in all those juicy colors. Or, you think a painting must go for a certain price...or no price is adequate to repay the angst you went through to paint that one!
However, I kept having the persistent thoughts that these two paintings should go to particular homes. And, as I started to release the material things around me which were suffocating me mentally...I began to be able to allow the release of these paintings...and what they represented in my past. I'm so grateful that they were joyfully adopted!
It helps me to write about them, too...I don't think I ever really realized what they were about until recently.
I have more paintings who need new homes...!