The turbulent story of my art.
When I'm in love I tend to get a little artsy and creative and made these little Lichtenstein replica's for my girlfriend at the time. Took me an entire day to make this set and I was very very proud about it (still am!)
After five years things got to an end and I left the paintings with her as a reminder of me and made her promise to return the paintings to me if she ever got sick of them (or just didn't want them on her wall anymore).
Things between us got from being ex's to being enemies very rapidly so she wanted them off her wall.
Now...my (ex)brother in law and his wife(my ex her sister), thought the paintings were very pretty as well. So when my exgf finally got sick of them they wanted to have them. Seemed like a very good idea since having the paintings on their wall would be a subtle 'fuck you' to my ex everytime she would visited them. Made me smile, just the thought that the very last thing that reminded her of me, would now be hanging on the wall of her sister's dining room, staring her in the face everytime she would come over to their house.
About a week ago I decided to leave the 'nest' and go live by myself so I asked the paintings back from the couple. They weren't too happy about it since it looked absolutely astonishing in their new house (yeah modesty isn't my thing ). But I got them back and now they're hanging on my own diningroom wall.
Not really sure why I wanted them back...is it because I think they are pretty or is it because of all the emotions (good and bad) attached to them...
I'll go on a spiritual journey and let you know
When I'm in love I tend to get a little artsy and creative and made these little Lichtenstein replica's for my girlfriend at the time. Took me an entire day to make this set and I was very very proud about it (still am!)
After five years things got to an end and I left the paintings with her as a reminder of me and made her promise to return the paintings to me if she ever got sick of them (or just didn't want them on her wall anymore).
Things between us got from being ex's to being enemies very rapidly so she wanted them off her wall.
Now...my (ex)brother in law and his wife(my ex her sister), thought the paintings were very pretty as well. So when my exgf finally got sick of them they wanted to have them. Seemed like a very good idea since having the paintings on their wall would be a subtle 'fuck you' to my ex everytime she would visited them. Made me smile, just the thought that the very last thing that reminded her of me, would now be hanging on the wall of her sister's dining room, staring her in the face everytime she would come over to their house.
About a week ago I decided to leave the 'nest' and go live by myself so I asked the paintings back from the couple. They weren't too happy about it since it looked absolutely astonishing in their new house (yeah modesty isn't my thing ). But I got them back and now they're hanging on my own diningroom wall.
Not really sure why I wanted them back...is it because I think they are pretty or is it because of all the emotions (good and bad) attached to them...
I'll go on a spiritual journey and let you know