Wednesday, August 20, 2014

My latest commission: A beautiful story.


 But the print of this beautiful painting on my etsy Shop.

It's finally finished.  I usually don't take so long to make a commissioned piece, but this one took me a lot longer than expected.  I have several reasons for that: the move, lack of space to create, lack of time... but the true reason lies in the fact that I did not feel like I was up to the task.  Inspiration just didn't come.  It was like too much responsibility. 

This is a very special piece, you see? And I didn't want to disappoint my patron.  Let me share with you (with her permission, of course) a little bit about this piece: 


"My grandma grew up poor.  Her family had a piano, but no money for lessons.   She taught herself to play and for her entire life she played the piano and the organ in church, at weddings, funerals, and senior citizen events.  When I was 4, my parents were in a bitter divorce and custody battle for me and my younger brother.   It was a mess but my grandparents offered to take us and that is what happened.  My grandpa died when I was 5, leaving grandma to raise two young children alone.  She was disabled and could not work and neither of our parents gave her a penny to help.  My grandma was my mother,  my father, my friend and my teacher.  She taught me to sew, crochet, sing alto, and direct music.   She taught me to love reading,  writing, dancing, vintage things, and taught me to love God.  She was a preschool teacher for years and inspired me to be a tray.  In short, anything good about me and anything good I may have done,  I owe to her."

So here they are, both as children sharing their heart and soul.  She was a remarkable woman, someone who inspired me to be the best I can be. I hope I did her justice.

Monday, August 04, 2014

On Fear, Uncertainty, Doubt and New Beginnings.



Relieved. That's how I felt today.

It's been almost a month since my last post and I wasn't really saying anything. Just quick updates on my shop and stuff like that. There's actually a very good reason for that. Let's start from the beginning.

I moved. And it's been chaotic.  We spent some days in the old house and some in the new one. Brought the stuff little by little and we haven't finished. The old house isn't totally empty yet and the new one is still in the unpacking process. We didn't have any internet and the signal in my phone was almost always unusable. We moved our daughter to a new school and made a lot of adjustments in our lives.

But the reason that kept me most from writing was fear.  Yes, moving has been stressful, but the fear wasn't coming from the move.

It was coming from unknowing the unknown.

I've been having a lot of health issues lately, I feel like my body is actually conspiring against me and causing a good deal of issues. But the one that worried me the most was that both my ring fingers were over extending and I developed a swan neck deformity (I've had it for years but it was never that pronounced). And they hurt. And then the index, and after that, the thumbs. And the doctor was very suspicious about it because it's in both hands... so he sent me to the lab so they could test me for lupus, arthritis, auto immune diseases, cancer and who knows what else.

 I was so afraid!!! And worried!!! And I tried to ignore it and pretended nothing was happening, but every time they hurt I thought about my children, about my art, about my future and it was scary. I spent a month like that until today when I got the tests back and the doctor told me I have none of those things.

Just a really flexible collagen that it's making my fingers bend.  I can live with that. I can rest when I'm tired. I'm using some finger splints to prevent them for over extending and I can have surgery to correct them in case they keep bothering me. It's like seeing the light again.  It was like having a really dark cloud over me at all moments. Trying to stay positive was really, really hard and I mainly hid in the house packing and unpacking in pain.

At night I was so tired all I could think about was sleeping with no mood to paint or do anything else.

Other night I cried myself asleep praying and hoping everything would be OK.

And it is.

It's time for new beginnings, in my life, in my art, in my new home.

Unfortunately, I am left with a huge amount of doctor expenses that need to be covered, all the expenses of a new house and the toll of a month of total inactivity at the studio. If things came one by one, I could have handled it, but bills are piling up and we're stretching our budget to get by.

So, I decided to unclutter the studio and to start with new things in this new beginning. I am keeping what's essential and moving everything else out to make room for this new chance.

This also means that all the originals I had in my previous studio have to go, and I created a special section on my online store with reduced prices so they go to their new, loving homes. Doing so is therapy for me, I am opening space for a new chapter in my life, and it will help me cover up for the bills that hopefully, will be behind me very soon.

Check out the past works now on my Etsy Store and help me create new space for more beautiful inspired art in this new beginning on Danita's life.

I know this new chapter in my life has lots of surprises in store, and all this has taught me to be strong, to have faith and to hope for the best.

Here's to everything being OK once again.