Notes For Creators

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Graciousness is an artist asking if you want food for your journey

Last summer I twice visited an artist. The first time was to deliver a commissioned painting back to him for modification. This isn’t often a problem, but in this case the clients were requesting an overhaul in the color throughout.

So the second time I went to see him, it was to pick up the re-worked piece. It had been re-worked plenty. There’d been a lot of back and forth with digital images and re-dos. 

This artist, we’ll call him Paolo, was the uber-professional. Never complaining. Always intent on making it right for the clients. 

Here was this artist who worked triple time on the commission, not making one extra cent for all the extra effort, this Brazilian man so good looking he could have been Eat Love Pray’s lover, and he was offering me a cookie, a plum, something for the road – then he ran off to snap sage and other herbs from around the side of his home because he’d noted earlier that I love tea!

All he wanted to do was give me something I could enjoy as I was departing. 

I can’t say he even wanted it . . . it was in his nature to be thoughtful and to leap to action in this way. Wanting implies thinking about something. In Paolo’s case, this kind of helpfulness had burned in so deeply it was his nature. 

Though I desired nothing at that moment, I couldn’t help but be charmed by his fervent wish to give me something, anything . . . .

Graciousness is an exhausted artist asking if you want food, herbs, drink, whatnot, for your journey . . . determined to be of service even as you are pulling out of the driveway.

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