The woman sat in deep contemplation , reflecting on the peculiar happenings of the day before...
She was a painter....a good one....dedicated to her craft...
She painted 8+ hours per day and had been doing so for over 15 years..
The attack was BRUTAL... SUDDEN....
She was completely thrown off her game....
2 Female "Elephants" had shown their tusks in a most deliberate fashion...
They HATED her....DESPISED her...
But the peculiar thing was that SHE HADNT EVEN KNOWN THEM...
One of them, the MOST VICIOUS, was a complete stranger...
And the other one, oddly, had offered MUSEUM INTRODUCTIONS only a short while before said incident took place...
Being ambushed was not completely new to her...
I mean.... HIGH SCHOOL, right?
She chuckled...
She stood 5 feet 9 inches in stocking feet, had never been too bad on the eyes, and was used to a certain amount of envy or indignation or whatever it was...
After all, she'd been in public life forever....
So WHY did THIS thing trouble her SO MUCH ?
She'd been CYBER BULLIED...Badly, to be sure....
And after all, this was not only ILLEGAL, but potentially HARMFUL to her business...to her life...
So she could ROCK THEIR WORLDS APART with lawsuits....
or she could issue a threat of legal action were they EVER to mention her name again under ANY circumstances...
She certainly wasn't shy...
or she could "TURN THE OTHER CHEEK"....
lol
She was pretty sure that her people never did that!
But aside from all of the above-captioned HOOPLA, there was a bigger issue at stake ...
She had felt warm and cozy and understood in the group....
(foreign feelings for her to be sure!)
And the Mistress of the Group was a FINE, almost ANGELIC woman....
a real TZADEKET....as were some of the people...
The fact was that she had simply been asked by SO MANY people for the prices of her art...
and she was SO uncomfortable sharing this kind of black and white minutiae anyway...
....(which was ABSURD..)
and the Mistress had kindly and gently prodded her forward,
in order to "CELEBRATE ACCOMPLISHMENTS" and REVEL IN COLOR"...
And so she had done so...
Shared the colors and shapes and internal meanderings of her soul, only to then be THWARTED and HUMILIATED by the 2 Elephants...
But HERE was the REAL PROBLEM:
The people had remained SILENT while watching the debacle unfold...
It was as if they were SWITZERLAND during that cataclysmic war...
Parve...Quiet... Unhelpful...
The only ones who came to her rescue had been the Wonderful Mistress and one close friend...
THIS fact she found to be DEVASTATING, UNFORGIVABLE even...
Re-Entering the scene would be somewhat awkward and even clumsy...
So the woman decided to blog about it in order to assuage and even buffer her disconcertion....
And so it went...
She was a painter....a good one....dedicated to her craft...
She painted 8+ hours per day and had been doing so for over 15 years..
The attack was BRUTAL... SUDDEN....
She was completely thrown off her game....
2 Female "Elephants" had shown their tusks in a most deliberate fashion...
They HATED her....DESPISED her...
But the peculiar thing was that SHE HADNT EVEN KNOWN THEM...
One of them, the MOST VICIOUS, was a complete stranger...
And the other one, oddly, had offered MUSEUM INTRODUCTIONS only a short while before said incident took place...
Being ambushed was not completely new to her...
I mean.... HIGH SCHOOL, right?
She chuckled...
She stood 5 feet 9 inches in stocking feet, had never been too bad on the eyes, and was used to a certain amount of envy or indignation or whatever it was...
After all, she'd been in public life forever....
So WHY did THIS thing trouble her SO MUCH ?
She'd been CYBER BULLIED...Badly, to be sure....
And after all, this was not only ILLEGAL, but potentially HARMFUL to her business...to her life...
So she could ROCK THEIR WORLDS APART with lawsuits....
or she could issue a threat of legal action were they EVER to mention her name again under ANY circumstances...
She certainly wasn't shy...
or she could "TURN THE OTHER CHEEK"....
lol
She was pretty sure that her people never did that!
But aside from all of the above-captioned HOOPLA, there was a bigger issue at stake ...
She had felt warm and cozy and understood in the group....
(foreign feelings for her to be sure!)
And the Mistress of the Group was a FINE, almost ANGELIC woman....
a real TZADEKET....as were some of the people...
The fact was that she had simply been asked by SO MANY people for the prices of her art...
and she was SO uncomfortable sharing this kind of black and white minutiae anyway...
....(which was ABSURD..)
and the Mistress had kindly and gently prodded her forward,
in order to "CELEBRATE ACCOMPLISHMENTS" and REVEL IN COLOR"...
And so she had done so...
Shared the colors and shapes and internal meanderings of her soul, only to then be THWARTED and HUMILIATED by the 2 Elephants...
But HERE was the REAL PROBLEM:
The people had remained SILENT while watching the debacle unfold...
It was as if they were SWITZERLAND during that cataclysmic war...
Parve...Quiet... Unhelpful...
The only ones who came to her rescue had been the Wonderful Mistress and one close friend...
THIS fact she found to be DEVASTATING, UNFORGIVABLE even...
Re-Entering the scene would be somewhat awkward and even clumsy...
So the woman decided to blog about it in order to assuage and even buffer her disconcertion....
And so it went...
