They say we buy gifts for others that we covet for ourselves – and that is indeed true of this painting.
Serendipity has a lot to do with it. When we found Keith and Tallulah, our wonderful housesitters, to look after Koki while we visited new grandbaby Alfred and his parents in London this year, little did we know that our diningroom would be transformed into an artist’s studio!
Tallulah calls this painting “I Surrender”, and I loved it from the very first photo she posted of the work in progress. As it developed, I knew I must have it.. So here it is, soon to be hung on our wall, with a message and a poem that I wrote to Peter for Christmas.
2021 - a poem for Peter from Debra A year when the world surrendered to a pandemic. We surrendered our freedoms, our free will, our rights to the very things that make us human. The hugs, the shared laughter, the celebrations and the mournings. This surreal surrender emerges from the shadows, from the forest of fear they have built around our lives. We emerge not whole; as hollow beings with arms held high, searching to recover our loss. Emerging with determination, a resolve to live in the moment, ingesting the beauty to fill our transparent soul. We will not surrender. We will emerge, and be whole again.
A Christmas gift from Debra to Peter,
with love and eternal thanks for being at my side through this, the most difficult of years.