The Crownless Queen

Back in the saddle finally...

Since September I have been itching to get back to this painting but no, no there was work to be done. I was committed to the Fair, committed to the Acura car and hustling because it's my biggest money maker of the year.

After the Fair was dealing with the back log of work that had built up because of the Fair. And kittens, new kittens who hadn't had enough attention and bonding yet. Oh and one of the kittens had a problem of peeing on carpet so let me stop down and address my stinky house that's falling apart. Let me rip out carpet when I need to be painting.

Oh holidays? Thanksgiving/Christmas/New Year triple sucker punch time and all the energy that goes into making sure everyone has a nice one and a big yummy meal, etc, etc

It's been one thing after another and in my quest to stay on top of bills I took on a side gig on top of my part time and my other side gig.

Painting? What's that?

Artist? Not I.

I had turned myself back into a stressed out,tired worker drone bee once again. Uggghhh!

And I hated it.

You see, once you've been a Queen Bee you can't go back to the drones. You just can't. You know you are better, worth more and know you could be earning so much more than the tiny pollen crumbs you're being doled out for the hours you work. So now, with paintbrush in hand I'm painting my way back to the throne. Time is precious, time is creation. I have some mural stuff on the radar and I'm still juggling all the gigs but I'm resolved to make this happen this year and get back my crown. Thanks everyone for supporting, buying prints and art... New originals are coming soon! I'm super excited to be back doing what I was born to do!

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