Posts tagged: journal

Let's Talk About Money

Let's Talk About Money
A "living on crumbs" mentality is easy to adopt as a self-employed artist. Essentially being entrepreneurs, we can have the 'grind' ingrained in us so much that we start to think it should always be a challenge. And who knows, maybe a part of us even enjoys the excitement of it. But there comes a point where we must shift our mindset fromsettling for just getting by to stepping into what we deserve.

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Before & After: Home Studio Renovation!

Before & After: Home Studio Renovation!

I've written in the past about how a formal studio practice didn't work for me but I've always loved having a dedicated space for creative work, so I decided to give a home studio a try. Why: less financial commitment; easier access; and more privacy. (I sing when I paint. Loudly.)

When I discovered this dingy dark concrete room in the basement, I immediately saw it... a studio!

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Question: Should I Go to Art School or Self-Learn?

Question: Should I Go to Art School or Self-Learn?

A curious soul recently asked: What is your biggest piece of advice for someone torn between getting a degree or teaching themselves art?

What a big, beautiful question -- one I've been asking since the beginning, as well. Although I certainly have an opinion, I turned to a group of AMAZING artists, some self-taught, some traditionally educated, some both, for advice.

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How to Care Less

How to Care Less
If there's one thing I've learned over the past three years of being self-employed and working as an artist, it's that the process can be a rollercoaster of emotion. You'll have days or weeks when you feel unstoppable and filled with inspiration, yet there will always be moments when you question everything and wonder if it's all worth it.

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I'm Movin' Out! (Of the Studio)

I'm Movin' Out! (Of the Studio)

I want my own art studio.

That's been the dream for years. I've painted on virtually every floor in my apartment, on hotel room tables, in the van I lived in for 8 months, on dirt back roads, and in my friend's metalworking garage. I've accidentally splattered paint on furniture and once even ruptured the top of a tube, leaving a splotch of teal on my studio apartment ceiling (goodbye, security deposit).

But oh, to have my own art studio — what a dream!

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The Life of an Artist

The Life of an Artist

There is a whole part to being an artist that we don’t talk about much.

The feeling, the opening, the brutal joy and pain behind the colors, the lines, the strokes. A creative life is just as much about feeling as it is about making.

I’m slowly learning this vicious, gorgeous cycle...

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A Land You Learn to Love Slowly

A Land You Learn to Love Slowly
I moved a few months ago. Same city, new apartment. That felt weird. I’m used to moving a bit farther — across the country or an ocean. I have a knack for starting over. For burning it all down. I’ve never stayed for long, never rooted, never fought for love.

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All Things #Vanlife Q&

All Things #Vanlife Q&
Over the past year you've asked some great questions on everything from where to park, to working while traveling, to what it's like being a solo woman on the road, so I've put some of my answers in one handy place for you.

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She Chooses To Be Here

She Chooses To Be Here

It's midnight and am sitting on an air mattress with my new pup, Dewey, asleep by my side. After six months of driving, analyzing, planning, reanalyzing, and Craigslist-ing.. I'm finally sliding under a big down comforter in a house with a deep sigh of relief. You can stop running. You can rest.

This didn't happen effortlessly, although it could have (more on that another time). And even now I still have hesitations.

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Happy Birthday, #atwildwoman! Here Are 24 Things She's Taught Me

Happy Birthday, #atwildwoman! Here Are 24 Things She's Taught Me

Exactly one year ago I rode my awkward old Raleigh two-speed bike to the Wellington Library. Despite it almost being summer, the New Zealand capital was cold and windy, and I ordered a flat white while staying bundled in my big down jacket and scarf.

I sat at a table in the library cafe and pulled out a drawing pad. I had no idea what I was doing — just playing around with pen and paper, like usual — and sketched the first-ever #atwildwoman.

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You Are Human

You Are Human
I'm a perfectionist. (Maybe some of you can relate.) So when I started creating, I wanted it to be JUST SO. I've put so much pressure on myself to be super creative and productive and have really healthy habits and support myself and push boundaries and keep making making making.

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