Friday, March 9, 2012

The Starving Artist...well, you know what I mean

I have come to realize the cold hard fact that I cannot afford to be an artist. After another nearly $200 day at Hobby Lobby, I am convinced that the term "starving artist" is not just some random phrase. I mean, I only purchased 2 frames, a few canvases, and some tubes of paint and a few special brushes and voila...I'm calculating babysitting money for the next 3 months. On the up side, I sold 3 Lavender Hand Balms to a dear friend and her associates, who work there. Maybe I wouldn't be "starving" if I hadn't bitten off more than I could chew. With making paintings, books, natural skin products, copper wall art, and whole room murals, I am having the time of my life. I love to create. I'll figure out a way to express my creativity much to the confusion of the hubs. As I add to my collection in the gallery, I realize I will never make enough to recoup my costs, but that's not was an artist is about anyway. So, if it's something I would do anyway, I should just enjoy it, right?