Today I lowered the “collected” counter in the homepage where everybody can see how much is the goal, and how much (in %) have I collected until that point.
Just when I began this project, a couple from Helsinki that purchased a work in my last exhibition in Hotel Nestor, decided to buy two works from me as a present for the graduation of two of their grandchildren. As they communicated me, supporting Reham was also in their hearts. That purchase raised the counter substantially and planted a big seed of hope in my heart. I have not done another sale since then, but I keep working hard and with that same seed of hope illuminating my hear.
So, where did the money go?
Here is the story. As you will see in the following images extracted form a conversation with Reham, on October 17 she wrote me to ask for some money. She had been sick for a while, the winter was coming and she needed to be able to pay medicines and buy firewood to keep warm. As you can read she was really ashamed to ask me for money again.
I answered that I would rather not to send her that money as the collect was rising very slow, and I did not wanted to make the wait for her to leave the country any longer. She answered that it was no point for me to collect any more money if she can not make it thought the winter. After that I accepted to send her the money and started a conversation with my contact in Turkey. One day I will explain how I got in touch with this person, enough is to say that he has all my trust as I meet him trough the friend of a friend, and he is totally unrelated to Reham.
After a while I managed to send her that money and last Thursday I received the confirmation from my contact and from her that she has gotten the amount. She asked for 200$ but I send her 250€. Look how happy she was.
Why I am helping a Syrian person that I don’t know personally?
One time, while I was still working in Hjalmars, a client that knew about all this raised this same question. In his point of view I was doing this for myself, because it made me feel good, and because of that, in his opinion, I should not involve other people in this matter. I felt tears coming to my eyes, and I ask him “do you want to know the whole story?” He said that he wanted to listen to it indeed. Luckily it was just the two of us in the restaurant, because I spent the next twenty minutes or so expressing myself, and it felt really good.
Summarizing, what I told him was “I am going trough a lot of struggle with all this. I put a lot of effort and I have nobody to tell about all what I am really going trough, not even Ida. I did not choose this, someone asked me for help and after a lot of consideration I decided to help her. I get nothing but struggle, but I still do it because it is what my heart tells me to do”. After my passionate monologue, he gave me a 20€ bill to help me in my cause.
Being honest, I love when I feel that she has some hope in tis life, but I try to be very careful with not projecting to high expectations on her. I don’t know if I am going to be able to offer the help she needs. So in our conversations, even if I am warm and close, I always try to keep a cold head hoping that she does not put all her hopes on me. I also understand how difficult this is, she is in a terrible situation deeply bored, with tons of time to think million times about the same things, over and over.
I could write much more about all this, but I am quite tired and I feel that I have already poured the essence of what I wanted to transmit with this post. All I want to say if you are reading this is that a little of your money can mean a lot for a person in those circumstances. I see people (and even myself) spending 250€ all the time in all kind of things, that amount meant A LOT for her. I just ask you to purchase one of my works and, in exchange, you will get a really beautiful piece of art.
With love from Korpo. ❤️