Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Good Homes

My husband and I just returned from visiting his family. I was very surprised to see a painting I made for his mother years ago hanging in her house. I forgot it even existed. I blocked that phase totally from memory. "Oh yeah, I used to paint in oils." Of course, I immediately analyze it and confirm how much I have improved and instantly can find a million tiny little things I would do differently now. This painting is at least 7 or 8 years old. I love creating my art, love living with it, and feel every piece deserves a good home. Sometimes it is hard to imagine them hanging in another house and someone else living with it every day. I am still struck every time I go in my mother's office and see one of my pieces in there. It looks like it belongs there. It was adopted by the right person. Then again, I have pieces that I have made that will never leave my house as they belong in this home.

I wish everyone a happy holiday!

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