An ethical dilemma どうしよう

I love yoga.  I have been doing yoga for almost 20 years.  Of course, you would never believe I’m doing for so long.  I’m not good at balancing myself…. I have never stood on my head….too scary.  However, I feel I’m addicted to yoga, or at least the feeling I get from stretching.  It’s great.

In my yoga class there is a very nice couple, who are about my age and both artists.  Since they gave me an invitation to the exhibition I went to the gallery on Grandville Island and was truly impressed.  Their artwork was outstanding. Beautiful.  I liked all of them, but especially the oil painting of Birch forest painted by the husband artist.  I was so drawn to it, stood in front of the painting for a long time.  How I wished I was rich, I would love to buy it if I could…..

So yesterday I went to my yoga class.  I was complementing about their paintings and how much I loved the one of Birch forest.  After the class, the husband artist came to me, gave me his card, and said, “Come pick up the painting from our house.”  I couldn’t believe what I heard.  “What?”

He said, “You loved it, right? I’ll give it to you.”    You know… it had a price tag of something like… more than $400.  Is he serious?  Is he really saying he is giving me the painting for free?  It is not right. It is really not right.  Artists are same as musicians.  First of all, you must be talented, then you train yourself for years, taking lessons is expensive!  You make your living by art making.  You spend hours and hours, you put in so much of yourself and your life to the art.  Since art is not a necessity for anyone, it’s very hard to make money, but you stick to it.  You just keep putting yourself….  Your artwork is  “you”.  I cannot receive it for free.  It hurts my conscience. What shall I do?

I decided to go to their house in a few days with Neil.  I don’t know what we will do, but I’ll let you know.





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Kuma went missing クマが行方不明に

A big shock!   Kuma went missing.

We went to Ambleside park yesterday evening.  We have been going to this park for 14 years with my old dog Kuma.  He knows every grass, every stone, just everything in this park.  He even has his own route to walk in this park.  So we walked as usual, enjoying the beautiful sky, blue ocean, and Kuma walking slowly behind us.  

And, when we turned around, he was gone, nowhere to be seen.

We started calling, “Kuuumaaa, Kuuuumaaa~”

A stranger woman came to us saying, “Are you looking for a black big furry dog?”  She said somebody took him to the SPCA thinking he was lost.  What? in such a short time? He was out of our sight for less than 10 minutes…

So I hurried to the SPCA running, and Neil put other dogs in the car and followed.

Kuma was there, just outside the building with a young guy.  

When the guy saw me coming, he said, “Do you work at SPCA?”

I said, “No, but he is my dog.”  The guy looked relieved, smiled shyly, and said, “Oh, he? I thought he was a girl.”

I said, “Thank you so much for being so kind to my dog.  Thank you so much for worrying and taking good care of him.”

He smiled and left.  

Neil arrived at the scene and was barking madly in the car.  “Which guy stole our Kuma?!”

“No, he didn’t steal Kuma.  He was just kind.” I tried to calm him down, but no effect.

びっくり! クマが消えたの。








「ちがうちがう、その犬、私の犬なの。」He is my dog と言った私の言葉を聞いて「He? 男の子なの?女の子かと思った」といってほっとした表情を見せてはにかんだ。





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