SOLD

I recently sold an important painting.

I'm not going to tell you which painting it was. I've sold a number of paintings lately, and it could have been any of them.

I knew the painting was important the day after it sold, when I awoke to a loud silence in my place. Of course there were the usual morning sounds wafting from the alley beneath my window (garbage trucks, birds chirping, men playing ukuleles, etc.) but still...it was REALLY QUIET.

My morning was quiet in the way it always gets when someone or something larger-than-life leaves my world.

In the case of the painting, I was VERY happy it sold. Not only did I need the money, I love it when my art goes off to live elsewhere and and have a new life.

But I couldn't shake the feeling that something BIG had left the building.

I did the only thing a girl can do under these circumstances: I got out of bed, made myself a cup of coffee, went into my studio...and began a new painting.

I hope my new painting turns out to be important.