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Renunciation

8/4/2025

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Renunciation



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Renunciation
oil on canvas panel
20 x 24 inches
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The road to human development is paved with renunciation. Throughout our life we grow by giving up. We give up some of our deepest attachments to others. We give up certain cherished parts of ourselves. We must confront, in the dreams we dream, as well as in our intimate relationships, all that we never will have and never will be. Passionate investment leaves us vulnerable to loss. And sometimes, no matter how clever we are, we must lose… It is only through our losses that we become fully developed human beings. - JUDITH VIORST
I've been contemplating loss.

Loss in the wider world (human rights, decency, compassion, freedom), how those losses impact my small world, and also the losses associated with living a life.

Some attachments are willingly forgone - it was nothing to embrace a vegetarian lifestyle many years ago, for example.  A joy, even, which continues today.   Some attachments are severed, rather than given up - when people leave or physical abilities vanish in the blink of an eye (or at the blunt end of an accident).  And some attachments erode slowly over time, until one day you wake up and realize they are gone, whatever (or whoever) they were.

​In my best moments of loss-wrangling, I have embraced the empty space, allowing it to be just that - empty - knowing it creates room for opportunity.
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And in my worst moments of navigating loss I have held on with clenched fists, breathless and bracing myself, resisting the inevitable.  It never goes well.

When I look back on all of the embraced empty spaces and what they have become, I am dazzled, gobsmacked and bowled over by the joy, the fortune, the pure magic of what came to fill those spaces.  And if I focus on that, the next renunciation is easier, more graceful and more peaceful.

​I am unsure how this works with the wider world and those losses, but I am contemplating it, allowing space for something, anything to make those losses feel like openings.
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About the art:  beginning with a gesso'd canvas panel, I roughed in the figure with a long brush laden with thinned dark oil paint.  Just a light wash to get the gist of it down.  Then a base layer for the background, refining the figure proportions from the outside in, and a long drying time.  As has become my habit, I then tackled the face, shoulders and hand to remove any trepidation, allowing them to dry thoroughly while working on the dress and hair.  This piece has the requisite 80 million layers to achieve the color saturation and shading.  More layers for the skintones, more layers for the background, more layers for the dress and then a final layer for that blush foreground.  Oooooh la la!  She is a powerful one!

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15 Comments
Dotty Seiter
8/3/2025 03:40:52 pm

HOLY RENUNCIATION, BATMAN!

Powerful, powerful, powerful.

Your painting is stunning—the folds, the curves, the evocative postural nuances of obeisance and beckoning, the vacant eyes, the depth, the rich colors.

Your writing—so thought-provoking and compelling.

Thank you especially for this: ​"I am unsure how this works with the wider world and those losses, but I am contemplating it, allowing space for something, anything to make those losses feel like openings."

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lola
8/4/2025 03:39:59 pm

Dotty!!! Oh oh OH! I am just so grateful for your words, your response to the art, your connection with the writing...it is everything a creative human could hope for. Thank you hugely!!! xoxoxox

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Carl Stoveland
8/4/2025 11:18:39 am

How eloquent and graceful your thoughts on loss at a personal level are Lola. My task for myself today while painting on the Pacific shore will be to contemplate how that does or if it can work on the global scale in the wider world. As a singular being I’m not sure it fits, but from the point of view of Mother Earth it may fold in nicely.
I love the painting and thanks for the soulful mental gymnastics you’ve given me for the day. Some of my best painting happens when I think about something else.

Carl

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lola
8/4/2025 03:41:31 pm

Carl!!! I am just delighted this post will reside with you while you're out on the beautiful Pacific coast....if you stumble across the answer, please let me know! And thank you for your feedback on the painting...I am so excited by this piece! xo

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Marta
8/4/2025 01:46:12 pm

Brilliant as always, artist of images and words! I am enjoying now thinking about what filled my empty spaces… thank you!

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lola
8/4/2025 03:42:03 pm

Marta!!! Hello, lovely one! Thank you so much! And yes, what filled the empty spaces? Does it warm your heart? xoxoxo

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Trina
8/4/2025 07:09:06 pm

Been thinking on this most of the day. Contemplating the losses I’ve experienced in the last two years hits home for me. Most of my losses have been friends, not that they left this world-just my world. All relationships take work, time, effort and energy. I’ve decided to no longer play a one sided role in any relationship. I 💯 match energies now. I’ve been super surprised at the friends I thought were the bestest just fell away….but wowza the ones that are still here have deepened and have so much more love. I no longer am interested in the small talk- give me something real.
You always make me think beyond the representation of the beautiful art you create.

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Thea
8/4/2025 08:33:42 pm

Wow Trina, are you reading my journal? lol. I feel the same way. And was contemplating loss of friends that I chose to let go of as I read this powerful post as well. And what good thing came in to fill that space, as the lovely Lola would say.

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Trina
8/5/2025 08:49:52 am

Thea-💕👑💪🏼

lola
8/5/2025 03:16:57 pm

Thea!!! Synchronicity on our contemplations...and clearly this is something resonating with others as well. Perhaps as life gets more chaotic in the wide world, we begin to insist upon - to demand, even - more quality and depth in our smaller circles? xoxoxoxo

lola
8/5/2025 03:15:26 pm

Trina!!! yes, yes, YES! "Give me something real" - AMEN!

And hooray to not playing a role in one-sided relationships anymore. Life is too precious, too short, too fleeting for one-sidedness!!! xoxoxox

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Carol Edan link
8/5/2025 04:47:11 am

This image brought back strong thoughts about my mother's paintings of Chinese figures. Not the face, those empty eyes, inward perhaps seeing what could be or might be! We all have to deal with the could and would be and what is in between.
Strong and emotional image!

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lola
8/5/2025 03:18:12 pm

Carol!!! I am delighted to know this piece resonated and reminded you of your mother's paintings! I would love to see some of those if you ever wish to share them.

And yes, those empty eyes, seeing inward, seeing beyond.

Thanks so much much!!! xoxoxo

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Carol Edan link
8/9/2025 03:20:18 am

Maybe I'll make a post about my mother and her paintings

lola
8/9/2025 04:37:15 pm

Oh, Carol! I would really enjoy that! Please do!

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