The sad mood started when I went through my closet and gave away a ton of my favorite clothes...I decided they were like old friends to me and I was going to mourn them...you would think they would be a sacrafic I would be willing to make...I get new smaller ones...I guess I am a strange woman.
But it brought up feelings about a bigger change. One that is very bitter...my gallery. I have to give up my gallery!
I have been trying to support it for 2 years with teaching classes in the studio and in the private school I have worked for 6+ years as well as painting sales but the rent went up again and I just can't afford to keep such a large warehouse space. I am not sure I will continue as a Studio Owner in a smaller space or if I will go back to being an artist and art teacher as I have been for many years before I opened the stuido/gallery. My future is a shadow to me... It's sad too because we've had birthdays and anniversary parties there...several Family Friday coffees in the sitting area while the kids made art in the studio...I had my daughter's reception there...
It's comes in stages...letting things go, reorganizing things...my gallery, my studio, my closet...taking out the things that weigh me down...money worries, pressure to keep my business afloat, the clothes taking up room in my closet that just don't fit me now...
My counselor said I could look at it as a time for down sizing...my life becoming more compact and efficiant just as I am physically...still, it's hard.
I hate change.
Angela

Remember, you haven't lost the passion and love for art that's in your heart (excuse the sappiness). Nothing will change that. I'm an art lover, and I can turn to it when I'm depressed or feeling low. I'm positive you've made someone happy when they looked at your art. Don't forget that. And with you teaching, you're educating and inspiring future artists, becoming an integral part of their dreams. That's a worthy and magical accomplishment in itself. It's what makes 3FC what it is -- people uplifting and inspiring each other. We might all be smaller, but our hearts stay the same size. Many of us understand your pain. 