I’m sitting here at my dinner table in my new place – drinking tea and gathering my life. Today, I ate pizza rolls for lunch and pancakes for dinner – only certain people would understand that combination. Furthermore, I just got done crying. After I’ve kept my hope up for so long, I hit another one of those walls. I just texted my mother and told her I wasn’t sure about being an artist. When I said it, I knew I wouldn’t quit, but I needed someone to believe in me.
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As an artist, I am deciding to take a step back and reevaluate exactly what I am looking for. What exactly does it mean to be a “full time artist?” What does it mean to be successful as an artist? Is it being rich? Is it being comfortable? Right now, not being an artist and finding a corporate job seems easy, but I know the easy way has never been for me. Working for myself is in my blood; I come from people who have successfully ran their own businesses. Considering I have not picked up a brush in over a month, I really need to lay aside some of these expectations that have taken the fun out of my craft. With that, I am able to have more of a clear vision of where I’m going.
World’s Dopest Artist
P.S. – I was just commissioned for the first time for a painting. That’s a huge success for me!
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