Hibernation Station

Background of a work in progress

A coldish weekend has arrived and my plan is to hibernate and work on a commission that's long over due. When it's complete I'll be totally free of backlogged work and can move forward in life with my own personal work.
January is totally kicking my butt. All my design projects are awaiting approval and that means I'm awaiting checks and have been all month. I think I'm lifing wrong.
No matter... because my aim is to change all that and some things are potentially in the works to do just that. I'm not redoing last year again-so that means some changes need to be made. There is $50 in my account and bills are becoming late AGAIN. This system is failing me. So this weekend will also be about taking care of business and "looking after number one" as the Boomtown Rats sang.
So much to do! But thankful for a quiet shut-in weekend to do it in.

Everyone got a kick out of my little graphic 😂 But honestly- I really need to sell some art ASAP. Rents just around the corner and I'm becoming a little (ok a lot) worried. I guess the problem with always making your friends laugh is they don't know when you stopped laughing..when your life actually became a dire situation. I can laugh at myself in the worst of times though. If you guys could share some of my Shopify posts though-maybe some art will sell?
https://tigerbee-arts.myshopify.com/collections
Im sure January is just one big ol test of the New Year and once I punch it out-it will be better. But lets punch it out already and get to the good stuff.

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