Today I finally let go of my entire Cypress Knee Santa collection in one fell swoop.
One of these Santas, the one with the quilt and the large tree, was painted by Patsy Price, an artist I wrote about in another post.
After they left my house tucked away in a brown paper bag with a cute raffia bow that I had added just to make it special, I realized that the only photo I had of them had been taken with my cell phone!
I sold them on Craigslist believe it or not!
And the person that wanted them sent me a message that his aunt was coming by to pick them up and, believe or not, his aunt turned out to be a dear friend of mine that I have lost track of lately.
WOW! Small world indeed.
Some of my Cypress Knee Santas I have had for at least 16 years because they pre-dated my move back home to Ruston, LA.
One of these Santas, the one with the quilt and the large tree, was painted by Patsy Price, an artist I wrote about in another post. 
After they left my house tucked away in a brown paper bag with a cute raffia bow that I had added just to make it special, I realized that the only photo I had of them had been taken with my cell phone!
So these are the only images I have unless a few were tucked in an arrangements of Santas that I just happened to photograph over the years.
Anyway...
Letting go is sad but necessary as I have a serious hoarding problem and Santas seem to top my list of must haves and must hoards.
I am curious about why I tend to hoard Santas and if there is really something deeply disturbing in my psyche or if it is just that I enjoy being surrounded by faces.
I welcome your analysis, professional or otherwise.
