Okay, so two days ago, I finally stopped ignoring my beloved blog family, and decided to make the announcement that I just wanted to be an artist for a while, you know, get back to the mud and twigs of it all...
Do you remember when I said that? Of course you do, you're so smart.
Anyways, I don't know what the hell happened, but I feel like a switch turned on and the factory is finally functioning again!!
Where the hell was this when I actually cared about money?!
It's like when you are busy scratching your butt and doing ABSOLUTELY NOTHING else and suddenly get, like, the cure for the common cold 'n' stuff coming into your head, like the meaning of life is LITERALLY being spoon fed into your skull lovingly, and you know that this is going to make you rich, and you get home, you grab the nearest napkin to write on, grab an eyeliner to write with, sit down... and you can almost taste the brain farts!?
Well, I gave it some thought,
And I realized that there were a few things that I was suddenly doing that I wasn't before, maybe you can relate;
1) I wasn't just focused one only one thing anymore.
I didn't realize at the time that I was only fixated on finding a way to make money so that I could stay home and do it all the time. I was doing that so much that, Everything... And I mean EVERY-STINKING-TINY-MICROSCOPIC-LITTLE-THING was going to pot; my social media (i.e. you loverlies, which is the most important thing), Practice time, going to galleries, and art meetings, which is kinda my bread 'n' budduh, my own skills, even - imagine that -
I mean, It was NUTS.
I also didn't realize that if you focus too hard on something, you can actually CHOKE your thoughts. This is a thing. Your thoughts can actually die.
Now that I'm back to just doing it for fun - for now, at least - I'm think more about just sketching it get "it" out of my system.
I feel cleansed... it's like a weird cartoon enema.
2)I wasn't so dad-gum Distract-- ooh, piece o' candy.
I didn't realize that when I feel overwhelmed, I shut down.
I just wanted to bring myself back to a place where I was self sufficient, and I knew that I wasn't gon' do that choppin' carrots for eight hours a day, Carn-flabbit!!
Why... am I... talking like this?
Anyway... suddenly I want flapjacks... OKAY FOCUS!
I had let a TON of pressure off of myself, and in doing it, I knew I could let the flow happen... that's it. That's the tweet.
My name is Margo, and there's nothing much to me, I'm just a passionate artist enjoying the little things, working to live off of my passions. Oh, and documenting my crazy, artsy journey as I do it. ENJOY!