That is the title of the last piece of work I painted purely for myself, which sold within days. The reason being? I am completely snowed under with commissions. Over the last couple of months they seem to have come in pretty much one after another. My personal Yesterday’s Dream, one I’ve had as a child, is to be a selling artist and I’m certainly that now.
As my work, my success and my journey progresses I’m constantly finding new challenges, be they artistic or the more, in my mind, mundane tasks of business. I’m sure my business partner, the ‘engineer’, would find the reference to “mundane tasks” a tad irritating. I owe him much!
It’s such a pleasure, after years in the darkness of addiction, to see the fruits of my labor paying off and for that I am deeply grateful. I have to say that without the support of all those who follow my work it would have taken longer to get to this point, so thank you. Each and everyone of you.
As ever, I continue to tread the path, to take the journey I’m meant to; One Day at a Time.
I’ve not long realised, with the help of my 12 step recovery plan, how much fear was affecting my art, myself and my life. Fear of not being good enough, fear of ridicule, fear of negativity, fear of failure. Is the art I’m creating the right type? Can I find my niche and style? Will people like it? Am I an artist of any worth?
After talking to my partner I agreed to take a time out and to have a soul refreshing weekend away. And then it happens on the morning we are to leave. Three sales, two commissions and another two sales whilst away. Allowing myself to be taken by the currents of life rather than exhaustively fighting against them has lead to a richer, deeper understanding of both my artwork and what is actually meaningful to me in life. Being a mother, a lover, a daughter, a sister, a friend along with being an artist of worth is far more important to me than any particular financial gain and this has come to me in all the lovely comments and support from the individuals who follow my work on Facebook. It truly has meant so much to me. I thank each and everyone of you and send my love.
Fear did indeed knock at the door but all the beautiful people out there reminded me that there is never anyone there. To have faith that there is a plan. That whilst I won’t always get what I want. I will always get what I need.
It’s strange how going with the flow can make such a difference. Only a few days ago I was struggling with self doubt. Worried about the choices I was making. Whether I’m creating the ‘right‘ kind of art. Should I be commercialising my work? Wanting to stay true to the styles I create that are meaningful to me.
Two days later and I have four commissions and a request for a print! Whilst this request is away from my usual work a commission is a commission and I’m always extremely grateful to receive a request. Whilst creating for the sake of doing so will always come first it is nice to feel appreciated and it does help to put food on the table!