31/08/2022
I wouldn't say I'm a successful artist. At least in terms of selling my work, or running private creative sessions, or even the once a week kids art classes I started last month. It's not easy to start new business ventures at the end of summer break. So many changes in my plans have come and gone and I've landed every time at the thought "why do I even keep trying, this isn't profitable, consistent or worth my energy right now..." But then I look at all the times I've showed up for myself through the years. I've taken my time since creating from the age of 2 to own my self proclaimed label as an artist. I look for work outside of creation as if I'm responsible for inventing the wheel from scratch, when in hindsight it's so obvious that I'm rolling on imagination, creativity and stubbornness, speeding toward success through all the failures. Like showing up to art fairs and making a couple dollars, or planning and preparing for an art class for no one to show last minute. Every time that roof caves in and I feel like I should pack up and move house, I'm reminded why I do this. Because I have to! Because I'm still growing into myself and every day I want to show my younger self I'm not giving up on her and her dreams. To make the world a more colorful and safe place to live through creation and self expression, collaboration and curiosity about the universe we live inside. I may not believe in myself some days, but I trust that wide eyed, passionate kid who wants to change the world. Keep showing up, even if you're tired, you carry those with you who can't even remember their dreams.
