Lotto, Lessons and You Guys Rock

I won the good vibe lottery yesterday even if I didn't win the megamillions. I didn't have money to play with though-so there's that! 😂 Ha!
After yesterdays blog post I had a flurry of friends helping to share my post and then I had about 7 solid orders in my Shopify for prints and art. I am honored and touched and SO GRATEFUL to you Care Bears 💙
The Geode print was the hot number yesterday and I actually have to go to the print shop today and matt and frame some more up.
Troll cat got her magic medicine- some pink liquid antibiotics that when mixed with fishy water she LAPS RIGHT UP! Its almost damn near impossible to give my cats medicine so Im thrilled something in my life is easy. 🐱 She seems a little better today, resting easier and the "incidents" are fewer....cat pee is no joke. Might as well burn the house down. I found myself burning sage last night to just get the scent outta my nose.
Friends also sent donations so today I can set up the payment plan with my electric company and keep my lights on. Thank you ❤❤❤
All this has reminded me/taught me a few things about what I have chosen to do in life and that I need more connections...more outlets to put my art...more art to put out and some business learning I need to learn so I can stop getting screwed.
Im always working-always...so I should never be in this predicament. But sometimes your money gets stuck because other people don't care about your time. You're on their time rollercoaster and you just have to ride with them until payday hits...OR be such a super badass that those rides dont hurt you.
Im not there yet. I will get there. Having to hustle this hard MADE me do some things I needed to do like:
*Open a Venmo account
*Start a Google campaign so people can actually find you online- the world can find you
*reopen my Etsy shop- the more links to your work the better
*be more proactive in selling online ( I hate selling and bugging my friends but it IS my livelihood)
*be more productive in creating new work and dedicating time to my "business"
Trial by fire but necessary to get me running, damn! I really can't reiterate enough how very THANKFUL I am to all of you who bothered to care. That gives me hope in these crazy times. That gives me hope 💙
Ok Im off to get stuff printed, matted and to the post office Monday.
Much love amigos and thanks for saving my old lady cat once again. Shes my 16 year old grump Ive saved countless times and will never be ready to let go. 💙

*30% off sale is still on! Still trying to catch up on the dreaded rent so shop my Shopify if you wanna 💙 https://tigerbee-arts.myshopify.com

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