Thank you also to everyone who bought work in my studio sale! I am so grateful. I love knowing my work will find special places in the corners of your homes and studios and office spaces.
Above are a selection of the pieces that went to new homes in the sale. I had no idea that nearly everything would go in a matter of hours in the pre-sale. That really ROCKED, and it made the fact that my house is being torn apart a little more bearable….
The pipes bursting caused so, so much damage.
The beautiful floors T and I put in ourselves seven years ago have to be ripped out across most of the first level of our home and replaced. Each board buckled up like the hull of a shallow canoe. My studio needs a new wall and new insulation; the garage ceiling needs to be replaced.
Everything will be topsy-turvy for the next couple of weeks as things get pulled apart, and then put back together anew.
But what all this has had me thinking about lately is how even this crazy situation is completely a universal experience. Life happens like this to everyone. Maybe not these circumstances in particular; this timing; these muddy roads and wet walls. But it happens, the topsy-turvy, the tilting of things. Things get pulled apart and then put back together for all of us.
And the truth is, I’ve been through worse, harder, sadder, more disruptive things and gradually I’ve acquired a soul-memory for what the beautiful word resilience means. Things will shift, tilt, and warm to become something bright and new. This will happen. Inevitably.
We spring back like the saplings that spend the winter bent beneath deep snow. We spring back with the the inevitable sap of the future swelling up. A thaw will come, and the air will fill with the singular scarlet call of cardinals, and little rivulets of snowmelt will rush down banks and gullies, and then the each twig will whip upright, shaking off snow showers and spring back.
What I’m excited about is possibility this year (even though I’m dreading the forced renovations!) I can feel things are shifting. New possibilities are murmuring.
What possibility do you most hope to manifest this year?
Categories: Living With Purpose, The way I operate
Tagged: Adventures, Possibility, Starting Over, art sale
Am sorry to hear about the house mess, and even sorrier that I missed the sale! I didn’t get any notification :(
Oh well, I already own some of your gorgeous artwork, so it’s cool :)
Admire so much how you make something overwhelming and nerve-wracking a chance to appreciate the beauty in the new.
And, speaking of flooding, a water main broke in Flatiron today and a whole section of the city is covered in water—subways out, streets blocked, etc. Something in the air.
Hoping for as smooth a clean-up as possible for y’all! Cheers to resilience!
XOXO
Oh I try, J! Some days I’m far more optimistic than others… and really, my problems are so minor compared to issues people are facing in so many places right now….
But of course there are other days where I’m a whiny, sarcastic, grumpy mess about the whole thing. It’s mind blowing how much work has to be done–and how it happened so incredibly fast!
Oh. No. That seems awful on so many levels. Living in chaos. But your attitude is beautiful. I am so in awe of how you choose to look at this, I would be complaining and feeling sorry for myself. I am so sorry you have so much work to do now.
And? If this is the venue you must take for the new possibilities, then I am excited for you! New possibilities are awesome. And scary. I am in the thick of that right now too.
As for your studio sale…by the time I got here most of the pieces were all snapped up…and I connected to several, but alas, they were gone…sold. :( I hope you have another one soon! I really loved the “solitary” post card. It was my favorite.
I can’t wait to hear about the results of the survey! xoxo
This post reminds me of this quote, “To be fully alive, fully human, and completely awake is to be continually thrown out of the nest.” ~Pema Chödrön
I love that quote Jill! Thanks for reminding me of it again.
oh dear it sounds like such a mess. sending you so much love as you live through the topsy turvy. Resiliant, yes….we all must be resiliant. I to can recal the moments I had to bounce back, pick myself back up, and head in full force.
Sending you so much love