The Busy Art of Business

Happy Earth Day friends (everyday is Earth Day though)! I had a mixed bag weekend of work and leisure. Usually the weekends (or what other people call weekends) are pretty much work. But I've been trying to implement some balance to avoid burnout. Saturday my stroll at the park ended up with me picking up any trash I saw ...so Earth Day duties in effect! Sunday I made lunch for the family and spent a little time with them between painting on this New York hotel project. But not to get into the minutiae of my weekend- this blog is about balance and business.
Balance is the hardest part of what I do and usually my personal time and family time are the innocent victim of my work tornadoes.
So this year in addition to being NICER to myself and upgrading my worth- Im prioritizing my own downtime. Like if I can just have my Sundays for now Im cool. But a proper non work vacation is also a seed Im planting.
It's important to work this in because it's the nice part of life and who wants to feel like they are working just to keep working? Not me.
But this also means its time to roll up the sleeves a little farther on the work days and start putting some plans of action into place. No more just "hoping" a project pops up when Im done with what Im doing but proactively hunting the next project and getting it on the calendar.
Also my own real project of producing artwork seems to have ghosted on me. So NUMBER ONE on my list is making time for my art. Producing. At least 2 new pieces a month need to be coming out of my studio. While this will be hard to juggle when I have commercial projects going- it is necessary and a must.
Its Monday and Im up early because I have three projects going at once today and a little meeting about the art viewing happening this week. Busy in the beehive so not much Facebook shenanigans this week. But I thank you dear souls who have reached out and thanked me for making you laugh.
Some of the people on my Facebook are dealing with heavy stuff. Some are battling cancer, chronic illness, live at the hospital, live in their car...deppresives, out of work and looking...its a loooong list. I do my best not to add to the chaos and frustrations of the world and try to share some laughs. If you know my personal life- you know I need them too.
So thank you-it's my pleasure to bring a smile into a world intent on making you cry.
Now go tackle that Monday and make somebody smile today. ❤

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