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Pure Focus

A Body of Work

In this photo are all the pieces I deem worthy enough to show in a gallery. They are all now at a gallery and will be shown starting tomorrow night. But that's not what this post is about. This post is about PURE FOCUS and getting what you want. I can only explain how I have come to get what I want and keep in mind that what I wanted was NOT to be rich. What I wanted were two things essentially....One: FREEDOM
Freedom to create. Time. Time to hone my skills, enjoy life, paint, fall into new situations, freedom to be ME. Where I was working before at the back breaking 9-5 shipping job...that was not freedom and the people who called themselves my bosses at the time were not interested in my freedom or happiness.
Which brings me to Two: HAPPINESS
Happiness comes with the joys of many things experienced in life, love, icecream, etc...being able to give my creativity wings every day makes me HAPPY. Painting makes me happy. People enjoying and being inspired by my work makes me happy. So with those two things in mind it was not hard to figure out what so many people find it hard to figure out. 
Why am I not getting where I want to go? 
Because you do not know what you want to "be"? You don't know where you want to go. If you said "I want to go to Mexico". You would then work enough and save enough to buy a ticket and go, right? It's the same with anything else. If I said I want to be an artist and get to work on some new stuff ...I would make it happen....through pure focus. My goal is in my sight, you laser beam that thing down with your eyes, you figure it out like a math equation, you save for it, climb for it until it is yours. I am not rich. I don't have a steady job. But I feel like I am successful because I do what I love and have the FREEDOM and HAPPINESS I sought. Had to jump off a scary cliff to get it. Have to battle the "oh no can I afford this bar of soap?" sometimes. Have to make payment plans and cross fingers to get dental work but I am here on the journey and road I picked. Pick it. Be it. GO! 
(My goal and focus is to grow this little pile of canvases to double this in the next few months, hit as many juried shows in and out of Texas as I can and smile...even if I'm eating Ramen noodles and can't afford soap!)

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