My N is very vain.  I like to paint and 15 years ago I painted a portrait of him.  I was in love.  Oh boy. He loved that he had a portrait of himself.  Well on my birthday in May I took that painting of the wall and out of the frame.  I took it out in the yard and poured tiki torch oil all over it and lit it on fire.  It was like a release as I watched  it burn, everything went up in smoke and I was free from his smirk on the wall.  At the beginning of November he sent a list of things he still wanted from the house.  The painting was one of them.  I told my lawyer he couldn't have it and why.  I love the response he put on the letter to his lawyer.  He cannot have the portrait because she painted it and she burnt it.  Aww.  I really did feel better.  I have contemplated doing the same to pictures but that isn't fair to the kids, so I had I idea of making color copies and everytime I need a release from him I could burn a copy.