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2026 Petty Edition

 I just missed blogging here. On Patreon it's always a focused point and hits people's mailboxes directly and I feel like I might be bothering them 

This is more Dear Diary let me dump my brain out here. 

It's 2026 and I am on point and focused on a goal. I'm a harpoon heading for my mark and I've already done the hard part of getting accepted into my goal- The Other Art Fair. If you know me you know I have put in the time, the hours, weeks, months and years. I've sacrificed everything and stripped away everything stoically to the barest essentials to be an artist. 



Lost social scenes, Fair weather friends and missed out on experiences. Some of that is alright. Some of that is painful. I can definitely only keep friends who understand I am that weird friend you hardly see who is walking a monks path to my destination. I have a dream and purpose and lots of people do not. I am aware of my time here and my gift to use and some people think time is endless and floating along is alright. 

Not me. 

And I'm having my moment where I feel a little vindicated that yeah actually I AM an artist and a pretty damn good one and I am feeling that way because on this journey there have been many NAYSAYERS. People who use "You Can't Do That" kinds of sentences, "You Don't Know How...." And my favorite "No". The gatekeepers, non-believers and catty bishes and "you can't sit with us" kinda crowd.

Can I be Petty Patricia for a second. 

SUCK IT 😜🤣 



Look at me achieving my goals after you tried to shortchange me and dress me down! 

Look at me! And take a real good look because I'm a REAL ONE

Ok, got that off my chest and I can go back to being what feels best. Humble pie


Still a human with feelings and have kept the wounds of every slammed door and mean word. But I'd be lying if I didn't say those words were used as fuel to propel me here. Right to my path doing what I was meant to do. Finally told "get your butt over here where you belong- with the cream of the crop". 

I thank everyone who has actually been rooting for me and supporting and collecting because I have been relentless in getting us to the finish line. 🎉 

We have lots of work to do... and that is always what you win.

More work to do.



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