Have been working diligently on organizing the piles of paperwork that make up the last 10 years of my life. My career, somehow made it through these beehive shaped piles. I have another 3 or 4 weeks, 40 hours a week, to go to get it in shining mode. I must admit, it has felt good, actually great, working on it, making progress, using that left side of brain!
Part of my organizing is a portfolio of sort, photos of my work. I sometimes, particularly in the winter when I am able to double up on isolation, I wonder why I do this. Why do I sit in my house and paint, work, paint… I feel discouraged, my confidence level goes down. Well, in putting together this ‘photo portfolio’ I was in awe of what I have accomplished, created! Pretty darn cool! I sat back tonight, looked at the partially completed album and could see my art change. Organizing by year, and I can pretty much remember what year I designed what in, I could see the difference in my colors, in my work or lack of work during difficult years. The first year I split with my ex I barely designed at all. I was busy remodeling my home to accommodate a studio/classroom. I was also busy travel teaching, conventions, and more. As I was getting the paperwork in order I couldn’t believe how many years have gone by. Honestly they were all challenging years, but where did they go? Also the year I was diagnosed with and started treatment for breast cancer(s) that was a light paper weight year. It’s been interesting studying the work I did, when I did it, and seeing how it relates to how I was feeling… well yah… it’s art!
I sell pattern packets which are individual instructional “lessons” for decorative artists. I also publish in magazines. Another surprise for me in my hoeing out are the amount of packets I have, and the amount I have online. I have over 150 packets and only 48 on line in only one place. I’m working on that. Perhaps? Perhaps if I get my shit together I can actually starting making money???
The girls and I are headed to bed early tonight. It’s been a busy week, but a good tired. Hope you have a great evening! Hope someone makes you smile, laugh, and I hope that you feel loved! We all need to feel that! ♥