There was a time I painted in oils.
In fact it was the first medium I chose when I started to paint seriously. It was the early 80's . Before that it was mostly drawings, and a few attempts at watercolors.
I did quite a few oils , some commissioned portraits, animals, even an old sailing ship on a stormy sea and others. Lots of seascapes.
Some sold, some landed in the trash, and I have only one to myself..
The violin painting went to a woman whose father was a violoinist.
She said that when she would walk home from school she could hear her father playing the violin.. Usually people want a painting because it reminds them of a certain person, place or thing. Unless they're wanting a color to match their sofa..
I took a 3 year break from any painting, not by choice, just didn't have the want or need for it. At the time I'd lost half my heart. It just wasn't in me.
When I started again I was determined to try (again) watercolor.. which I do to this day. Sometimes I look at my oil paints, yes still have them and don't care if they're dried up .. can't bear to dispose of them.. There they sit, packed in those plastic bins.. Memories? yes...Maybe one day. Barbra Joan