I have a confession to make. I just can’t let people who don’t like my art remain in my circle. I can’t. Because I feel deep inside that if they don’t like it, then they don’t really like me. I had a discussion about it with a dear friend, who is also an artist and whose wonderful work I admire. We both felt it was perhaps wrong, but we can’t help it. I don’t expect my friends to become fans of my work, or promote any post on this blog. But I expect something supportive, appreciative. My art is not a passion for bowling on a Saturday evening, my art is my life, my soul, and my personal relationship to what’s beyond. I totally believe in what I do. Therefore, I’m curious about what my friends devote their lives to and, even if it might not be my cup of tea, I always make a point of encouraging them in their own direction, simply because it makes them happy. They’re fulfilling a dream, expressing what’s deep inside themselves. So… if you cross my path for a long period of time and manage the feat of never acknowledging the fact that 70% of my time is devoted to my art, then you’re missing a huge chunk of what makes me ME. Unless, of course, you are not interested in me, you only want an audience of supportive people. Who doesn’t? You will get my support, good luck on your own path, I only wish you the most satisfying accomplishments, although our potential friendship won’t be one of them. Life’s definitely too short to bother with people… who don’t bother. I suspect jealousy is one important factor in the collective shunning of one person. Rivalry, competition… these words that make the world a cold, cold place. A place full of “ugly stepsisters and mean mothers-in-law” whose sly denial of other people’s qualities is meant to undermine on an unconscious level. Although the shunning is not always unconscious.
If you’re surrounded by persons who don’t bother with being good friends, then don’t bother. At all. Because if you keep on bothering, you’re sending two signals. First, it’s ok to lower my expectations and be content with just pretending I’m no one special. Second, it’s ok to treat me like that. Oscar Wilde said: “Never love anyone who treats you like you’re ordinary.”. If there’s one special thing that is the core of your life but nevertheless keeps being swept under the carpet for convenience’s sake, then it can only lead to further disappointment. Do a favour to yourself and get rid of these people.
ce que tu dis est très juste. Je comprends ce point de vue. Même si j’ai du mal à ne pas me laisser “bouffer” par des relations qui ne m’apportent rien.
Ces relations-là, “l’air de rien”, sont très corrosives. C’est ton droit le plus légitime de choisir tes priorités. Moins d’énergie pour les gens qui dénigrent = plus d’énergie pour les gens qui sont véritablement capables de s’impliquer. Bises, chère princesse.
Thank you very much Anne for your wise and enlighting words… probably you just say what you feel inside and what you believe in because you see it in a clear light, but for me it is really enlighting because I’m passing through a dark, frantic and caothic period and I feel like your words are moving something inside me that maybe soon will become a certainty and also a real fact. Thank you for your support and motivation! Alice :DDDD
Thank you, Alice, for your comment! I’m sorry to hear you too have had to deal with someone who doesn’t see your worth. I do see it. It was always great talking to you, so deep, so nutritious, so enlightening. If you need to talk, I’m here. Take care and hugs.
Hi Kundry, it is with great delight to see I started receiving your blog updates on my email account today, 10-02-15. The last time I heard from you was back on 02-25-15 for reasons unknown to me, even after confirming I was subscribed to your beautiful site. Your presence was very much missed in my life, as I am forever inspired by your work, your life, and your wisdom. Warm hugs your way, Ricardo.
Oh, dear Ricardo!Thank you so much for your lovely words! I had lots of plugins on my site and there was a conflict, this is why subscribers didn’t get my mails any longer. Warm hugs to you too, beautiful soul.
I’m fairly new to your page and now I can’t even remember how I stumbled across it. But when I did it was like coming home. I can’t even imagine anyone not loving your art. I’ve started to buy a few things on Red Bubble and plan on building my collection of your beautiful work. I really don’t think I know completely why I’m drawn here. I spend many mornings bringing the beautiful photos and art into my meditation space. The journey of being an introvert and being just a little different than the world and trying to live in the madness has developed a great weariness in me. I feel an exhale when I’m on this page, feeling myself tucked away in a hygge home spinning my yarn, reading my books in a quiet, gentle and kind place where I just feel safe, and in my own skin. There’s that for sure. I just really can’t get enough of looking at your art. Again, thank you.
Thank you, Mary! Your lovely words are a treasure. I’m really glad the magic of my page contributes to your well being. To protect oneself and loved ones against the madness of this human world is, I think, a priority. Most plants thrive in a very specific soil, so let’s be good gardeners of ourselves. And happy spinning and reading!