Small Business Saturday!

Framed and Unframed Prints

Small Business Saturday is a little like the Anti Black Friday with people supporting local small businesses on Saturday instead of going retard crazy at the malls on Friday.

That being said I'm running a 10% Off Everything in my Etsy shop sale on Saturday only. I've got some prints available and a few other little things I'm going to list. Also I'm offering 10% off on any commission orders you put through on SATURDAY ONLY.

http://www.etsy.com/shop/tigerbee

Enter code: smallbiz

when you check out, the discount gets applied

You can message me and say I need my pet parrot portrait painted! In fact say that 10 times fast please. : )

I'll give you 10% off the normal estimate only on that day. I'm already working dirt cheap. And not to toot my own horn or anything but in 2013 everythings getting bumped up in the price department. I'm upgrading.

Trish 2.0 is getting upgraded to like 7.0. I've been working hard this year on my personal art to get in with the big dogs. It's the start of art career year. Galleries. Serious bodies of work. Plans are in the works and I'm giving you guys your shots at collecting on the cheap. Take advantage of the deals and SUPPORT LOCAL this Saturday- even if it's not from me!

<3 Much love and Happy Holidays! <3

Comments

Jim Rockford was keeping me broke

Ah Rockford files, a comfortable and silly way to unwind after work. Yes, I am completely aware that I've turned into my Dad and watching Dad shows totally cements that theory. I had to start looking at the handsome James Garner in a new light though... He was a rich and famous star in his time and every evening spent curled up watching Rockford Files was an evening a painting wasn't getting worked on. No painting, no art show material. No painting, no galleries. No painting, no money. Would James Garner be watching TV every evening in a tired drowsy ball and not getting stuff done? Probably not. So I pulled myself away from TV land in the evenings and devoted at least a little time in the mornings as well. Even if it's just ten minutes. Even if you are just filling in all the blacks, blues or whatever... It is progress. Something is better than nothing. I'm proud to say this little habit tweak has totally kicked my butt into gear and I'm producing at a rate I'

How I had the best art year

This was the year I got rejection letters from every open call I applied to. Granted, it wasn't very many I applied to because I am very picky about what I sign up for AND I am also very jaded about these things of late. However, this was my best art year to date and I kinda love that it was all rejection notices this year and I STILL HAD THE BEST ART YEAR EVER. Takeaway: Today's open calls are very "agenda based" and the jurors they choose to judge have their agendas. Some want more millennials and younger artists and shun the older artists, some want you to tackle race, gender identity, politics, feminist, pro this or that.... And my art does not. I'm going to stick by my "Nature is more important than most bullshit" stance till I die because the very atom of life and Nature is more important in my eyes than most of the stuff humans do to feel more important than another group. But I digress! I did not get into the velvet rope clubs and it was gre

The Backstory- cliff notes edition

Skip navigation little backstory I was totally working for myself as an artist and you know what? It was HARD! Harder than hard and harder than any job ever. But it was the most rewarding experience and I learned so much about so many things and I want to share that knowledge with you guys... My VIP art club. I didn't get a fair shake from the very beginning of my art career. I suffered a back injury at my "muggle" job which required a lot of physical therapy to get over and which I will have with me forever now. It was actually the impetus for me to quit my job and start being an artist! So I turned my bad luck into fuel for my fire. I saved 5k (painstakingly while enduring all the BS at a terrible job) and then I made the leap. I was so excited and optimistic about working for myself! I had sold little pieces here and there and was sure it was only upwards from there. 2 weeks into my freedom- my Dad died unexpectedly. What came next was indescribable DEPRESSION and a

Art Plunge

Search This Blog