A Rose Named Violette by romanceworks
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I lost my best friend today.
Violet waged a three year battle with multiple mylenoma, which is a bone and blood cancer.
She is the first good friend I made a few years after my husband passed. She was like a big kid, and I was a little too serious,
so we were a good fit, balancing each other out. She adored having fun. She's the only one who ever called me CC, because she decided that
should be my name.
Violet loved to buy things, lots of things, she loved to eat, loved to garden, loved to experience new things and people,
loved creating art and buying art, loved reading and learning, loved her friends and her cats, and loved life more than anyone I've ever known.
I learned when I became a widow that I no longer fit very well with other married couples. But when I met Violet six years ago,
she welcomed me into her life with her husband, Rich, including me in many of their activities. I became very close to both of them.
We had many wonderful times together and her friendship helped me deal with the loss of my soulmate .
And I began to feel like Colorado was my home. I will always love her and be grateful to her for that, and many other things.
She's gone now, but her memory will be with me always.
Violet loved the color purple, as well as hummingbirds, which came in droves to her many feeders in her amazing garden. Of course her garden had tons of purple and lavender flowers, and they will be blooming again in another month.
And so this artwork is for you, my dear friend. I imagine you in a magnificent, heavenly garden,
wearing that big floppy straw hat, taking care of the plants and critters.
And whenever I see a purple flower, or a hummingbird, I will think of you with love.
CC
This rose is named Violette, and I gave her a print of the artwork two years ago for her birthday.
Comments (16)
npauling
I am very sorry to hear about the loss of your friend, Violet, it is always very hard when you are close. Cancer seems to take all the best people, way before their time. This is the most beautiful tribute to Violet who sounds to have really embraced this world. A very vibrant image with the most amazing colors and so beautifully painted. Outstanding work. ☺
giulband
Superb romantic image , great colors choose and painting a very good dedication for a lost friend !!
mystmaiden
A beautiful gift for your beautiful friend. I am so sorry for your loss.
jendellas
So sorry Carol, Violet sounded like a lovely warm, fun person. This is such a beautiful dedication to her. Xxxx
cwrw
So sorry to hear this news Carol! Violet was such a sweet and fun loving soul. She will be greatly missed. Your tribute here is so lovely and I bet Violet treasured this piece by her dear dear friend.
LivingPixels
A beautiful tribute and touching words my dear friend as always beautiful art!!
DennisReed
gorgeous
DigitalJean
Beautiful, love the colors!
romanceworks
Thanks to everyone for your caring words about my friend, Violet. I appreciate it very much.
ArtistKimberly
Outstanding Work,
Georgy
So sorry for your loss. Many blessings your way.
MrsRatbag
A magnificent artwork and tribute to your friend. I'm so sorry she had to go on ahead.
plassgard
Sorry about that, a very beautyful tribute to a lost friend! Hugs //Anders
ArtByMel
Such a beautiful image Carol, and a wonderful tribute. I'm so sorry for your loss, dear friends are hard to come by.
Freethinker56
This is so precious... sorry for your loss
anahata.c
Your loss was great, and I'm very sorry she left you, and left her husband and all the other people she touched in her life. From all you've said, you lost a sister, a true sibling, and someone who helped you find family again after you lost a major family member of your own. I never quite put the details together in my head, how she helped make your suddenly bereft home a home again. That's immense, and watching her pass had to be like watching a mountain range fade into the distance---even though the mountains' beauty and grandeur stayed with you. You wrote beautifully of her here; and it made me want to hear more, and know her better. But I also know it's not easy to write anything when the moment happens, as, no matter how much you were prepared, the moment is still devastating. And I'm sure you've shared with Rich as well, whose path I'm sure has been easier because of your presence in it. And by presence, I mean inner presence, not just a voice, or being with someone in their home.
It's also hard when it happens after a certain age, because it's simply harder to forge deep relationships with people after a certain age, because of the time it takes, and because people's lives tend to be more entrenched; to have found a soul so open to you and receptive of your journey and feelings is special and rare. I don't know that it gets any easier as we get older.
So a great and deep soul-companion took leave of her body, and now you make the journey without that presence, making her presence alive inside you---which is blessed but very hard. I'm sorry for all this, I know you've had other losses---besides your husband---and each one is its own world and has its own weight---ie, they don't get "easier" as some think. Each one is unique, and hers seems huge. I'm sorry for her, for you, and for her husband.
Your painting is a return to a piece you did prior (if I understood you correctly: You gave her a print of it 2 years ago). And it's a style of flower painting that you do uniquely; and it's pulsing and passionate and very complex and swirling and filled with your from-the-center-of-the-heart hues. That is, hues which seem to come from inner places: deep purples, deep beautiful greens and green-blues, luminous whites, with van Gogh-like brushstrokes with pulsing energies and flame. Deep caverns and powerful emerging lights (on the tips of the petals). The sea of primal activity around the flowers, and those gorgeous luminous birds---the purples on the lowest bird are positively illumined, and the blue-greens on all of them are opulent. The motif is so familiar to those who know your work, yet it's explosive and sumptuous and passionate as if painted for the first time. And it's capped with a big "snow-capped" bud on top, a piece of eternal promise. I understand the instinct to share something you made a while back---in part, it's never easy to make something fresh when a loved one has just passed; but also this piece is from a moment when she was in body, and it makes a radiant reminder of her life. And that she's still inside you...
I've had few words the last month; and I was battling fevers and other things that were signs I needed rest. (And another id theft, and other logistic matters that slowed me down.) But I felt a world when I heard of your loss and when I saw this remembrance, and I hope I"m doing it justice now. The sense of this piece is that, in the cosmic ocean of the entire universe, 3 precious flowers come together with 3 precious birds, and they make a gathering, an intense sharing in the middle of the vast universe; and they take over the universe in the process, because that's what deep love does. And I'm deeply sorry for your loss, and very grateful for all you had with Violet. And I wish that the light of this gathering (painted in this art) is with you forever. Wherever Violet is, she has to see this and say, "I know". My deepest condolences, you commemorated her with opulence, depth and love.
romanceworks
I was very touched by your beautiful comment, Mark. It brought many tears, and memories, and I wasn't able to comment for a while. As you so eloquently said, it doesn't get any easier to lose those we love. And it seems saying goodbye to precious friends and loved ones is what we do as we get older. Living without their physical presence is not easy, nor is acceptance. When I created this artwork for Violet two years ago I was thinking of the hummingbirds in her garden, and how much she loved flowers, and the color purple and violet. Now as I look at it, and because of your observation, i see three roses, and three birds, and three souls who were lucky enough to find and experience a special connection in this vast Universe. And there is a part of me that feels very blessed to have shared the experience and love with them, as well as with you, my dear friend.