But yesterday, at The Boy's gentle urging, I forced myself to power through my mental block and start painting. I told myself that if I tried something and it didn't work, nobody would ever know but me...I could screw up a hundred times and just quietly throw those attempts in the trash and start again. The only work my potential customers will ever see is what I choose to put in my store - the good stuff - and even my failures will be learning experiences, so the rewards of starting a new painting would far outweigh the risks, so just go already.
And I did, and my ideas snowballed, and since yesterday I've made like a dozen adorable little 4"x6" paintings (mostly of cartoon food; I'm still on that food kick). I feel freaking awesome - today and yesterday are everything I ever hoped my jobless life would be. I feel productive and energized and fulfilled and amazing.
What's that you say? You want proof of my awesome prolificness? Well then:
|I told you I'm a messy painter!|
At this point I'd say I'm nicely on track to having a truly righteous Artfire shop. Let's hope my productive streak continues 'cause I can hardly wait to show you my brand new digs!