When I see all these sold pieces, both pencil drawings and oil paintings, I am astonished. Trail Guy and I loaded up “Images of Home” into the back of his pick-’em-up truck, and it felt as if I was taking home MORE than I hung at the show.
That feeling slapped me upside the confidence, making me want to paint over everything that didn’t sell and pull the drawings from the frames and shred them. Ridiculous. Several of the sold pieces happened outside of the show (all those repaints), and each time something sold, I replaced it with a new piece.
So, having put to rest the foolishness of wanting to destroy my remaining work, let’s resume yesterday’s triumphant post of art that sold in December, shall we?
Upon further reflection, I am realizing that several of these sold earlier in the fall but I didn’t show you. That brings December down to a more believable number of sales.
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Forget what you perceive as “failures” and celebrate your successes!
In other words, “. . . one thing I do, forgetting those things which are behind and reaching forward to those things which are ahead, I press toward the goal . . .” (Philippians 3:13b-14a. Taken out of context, of course, but it’s a worthy thought nevertheless!
Sharon, so much of what we know to be true turns foggy under the weight of emotion, tainted by weariness, or somewhat bruised dreams. Thank you for the reminder of truth and the encouragement to look on the bright side (without resorting to that annoying cliché!)
Oh, I get it. Been There, Done That many times! (Or is that the annoying cliche you were trying to avoid?) I have found time and distraction are the best cures for such discouragement. Or, like the urologist said to the kidney stone patient, “This, too, shall pass!”
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