Thank you so much for publishing this again. I’m so sorry for your loss.
We’re going to have Chardonnay and Oreo cookies in honour of your father. Hugs from Toronto.
Thank you again,
Barbara
]]>Hi Eva,
I am so sorry. I don’t know what to tell you. The only thing I can think of is trying painting with a trusted friend who understands what you’ve been through. And I would start with drawing in a sketchbook and writing about your emotions about drawing and painting too. The other possibility would be to make a time once a week, or once a month to draw or paint for an hour.
I think starting to do art makes many artists filled with dread that the work won’t turn out, or that it’s not possible to do it. But practice — just doing a bit, and then a bit more can overcome that feeling. My warmest wishes are with you, and if you do draw and paint again and start to feel better about it, please let us know how it’s going.
Barbara
Dear Marilyn,
Thank you for visiting my site.
But, please do not feel saddened by my anger. It helps keep me balanced. The world is filled with difficulties, horrors and difficulties. And yet there are also happy times, blessed moments and wondrous occurrences. Nothing is blandly the same all of the time. I therefore try to take full advantage of all of the Creator’s gifts of emotion, all the while trying hard to keep anger as righteous as I can (vs self-righteous).
As F. Scott Fitzgerald once said : We should be able to hold 2 opposing thoughts in our mind – feel hopeless, yet feel positive that we can do something about that hopelessness. To this I add : as long as we don’t sit back “hoping” all will be well if we just ignore it.
Being the son of a great woman – who survived more than anyone of us could ever fathom (and still move on), the husband of another wondrous lady who does and did the same, the father of 2 incredible daughters who’s individual strengths never cease to amaze (and that : despite. . . ) and 2 grand-daughters who have decided that the world is theirs to mould. . .
What can I say? My anger is born of a staunch feminism which is more intense in me than than in any of the women in my life. It’s the family joke. The feminist mailings in the post box are always passed on to me – whether the envelopes have my name on them or not! 🙂
The smiling curmudgeon
I’m sorry to hear that you’re angry, Bernard, but I found Barbara’s post generous and empowering. We all process grief differently. She’s present with her feelings, dealing by making good art and boldly sharing those experiences with us. I’m not that brave with my grief, but I do keep creating and moving forward.
Speaking of good art, I took a look at your site and especially enjoyed your waterscapes.
Thank you for sharing your thoughts.