Picture the biggest dream you can think of. And then think bigger. When I create art, I tend to stick to pretty small canvases. (My sketchbook is 5×7 … inches)This week, I painted something much. bigger.(The plywood was 6×8 … feet) … Continue reading The BIGGEST painting I’ve ever freaking done
Things don’t always work out right the first time (or two). Like the first batches of stickers I made. They were kind of experimental since I’d never done them before, and I used super cheap paper. But you learn (quickly) … Continue reading Don’t quit. Stick(er) with it.
If you love a thing, do it. Don’t let anyone tell you not to. (Including yourself.) Don’t talk yourself out of doing something just because someone else might not approve. Do it for you.☝️ Not because it’s what other people … Continue reading Do it for you
If there’s a good sale, I buy a thing. Even if I don’t need the thing. As they say, a man will pay $2 for a … Continue reading Get creative with stuff you already have
That’s the funny thing about time, it just keeps on slippin’, slippin’, slippin’ into the future. No sooner do you accomplish one thing, then just like … Continue reading Can’t stop, won’t stop?
“Where do you picture yourself in ten years?”
Lately I’ve been ALL ABOUT motivational podcasts and online classes and Facebook groups, and they all ask the same thing: What’s your “why”? What motivates you? What’s your ultimate goal for your life?
And sure, I want to “do more with my art” (whatever that means) and “publish my book.”
But what’s my “why,” my reason?
There’s this adorable arts festival in Pawtucket, R.I., each Christmas. And by “adorable,” I mean, “it has some freaking impressive artists who are crazy good at what they do.”
It isn’t just your average little craft fair. Oh no, these folks are GOOD. Their art is GOOD.
And their price tags match.
Do you ever surprise yourself? Not like, show up after work with a pumpkin spice latte as a self-reward for getting through a particularly Monday-ish Wednesday. … Continue reading I guess I can draw a witch. Who knew?
I fell asleep last night before 8 p.m.
When I woke up at midnight, I was less than happy. There was at least another four hours of productivity ahead of me, and I squandered it because I couldn’t keep my eyes open.