Why do we do it to ourselves??

Artists…actually, most creatives that I know do it.  (Of course, there are ALWAYS exceptions to the rule, but, for the most part as a collective…we DO IT!)

WE DON’T VALUE OUR GIFT THAT HAS CHOSEN US!!!!!!  (And so…how is any one else going to see our value, if WE don’t…#justsayin )

I just had a session today with the bestest coach ever…(full disclosure – she is a very dear friend also – but, that doesn’t discount her amazeballness!!!)  One of the questions she posed to me was, “Don’t you find value in what you do?”.

Mike drop.

And, then, I received an email from an art school in a town that considers itself a very artistic town….they are looking for teachers for the next year.  They pay $160/day.  You might think that it works out to $20/hour.  But, I’m here to tell you – and every artist who has ever taught will concur with this – for every hour that is taught – there is at least an hour that goes into preparing, not to mention expenses!!!!  And this is a community that wonders why the arts are slowly dwindling in their town.

WE DO IT TO OURSELVES.

I’m not writing this to point fingers.   I’m writing it, because I truly want to know.  I’m guilty of it also.  (ie., the question from my BADASS coach this morning!) BIG TIME!!!

Do we decide that because we love what we do so much that it makes it less valuable?

THAT, should make it MORE valuable!!!

We are the risk takers.  We are the ones who have the courage to be different in a world where everyone thinks we should be the same.  We are the ones that have day jobs who come home and are compelled to create. We are the ones who would DIE if we had a day job, because our creativity weaves its way into the very fabric of our being.

We are the ones who are changing the world.  We bring in the new ideas.  We are the ones that are channeling in the messages through our color combinations, our words, through every single creation.  It comes from GUS (God, Universe, Spirit).

So, how does it change?  Do we slowly educate people, and tell them OUR truths as artists?  I have had several people tell me that I really shouldn’t say some of the things that I have said in this blog, but how are they to know, if we don’t share?

How can we expect them to know that for every painting that takes us a couple of hours to complete, that there are hundreds that did not work?  How do we explain that when it gets right down to it, that we probably only make $5/hour?

I really want everyone who reads this to understand that I am NOT pointing fingers.   I’m guilty.  I’m just looking for solutions.

What makes us so afraid to be honest with the public?  What makes us cringe when someone asks us how much a creation costs?

Why is it that we are the first ones who are asked for donations for an event, when all that we can write off is the cost of our supplies, with the promise of “exposure”?

Our time is valuable.

We are valuable.

I’ll say it again…..

WE ARE THE ONES WHO WILL CHANGE THE WORLD!

May we walk together as one.

Paula

 

Today, I turn 60

Today, I turn 60

The BIG 6-0. Wow…..Hard to say….let alone contemplate what it means. Some say that it is the last third of your life…..AND, I plan to make it the BEST third. All day long I have vacillated between being teary, and being ecstatic.

Ten years ago, it was 50….(DUH!!) I was a totally different person then. I was deciding whether or not I wanted to be married. I was a Catholic, Republican, dentist’s wife living in a very small town in Western Kansas….I would not have described me as being happy at all.

Today – I would describe myself as happy. At peace. Content. A total creative. Woo-woo. Still a seeker. Always learning.

I’ve lived in Taos, NM, Eureka Springs, AR, Bentonville, AR, and now – in Bella Vista, AR, in the past 10 years….and learned that even though my heart (my children and my littles) is in AR….my soul will always reside in Taos.

I feel like I am finally rooted. Grounded. A completely different person.

With age comes wisdom. The wisdom to look at everything from a totally different perspective. I used to LOVE to play the victim. Wondering why things happened TO me.   Now, (most of the time) I look at these situations as learning opportunities. What makes ME tick, and what makes others tick. I look at it from a higher perspective. What can I learn from this situation? And is it worth worrying and/or being upset about?

I am learning to go with the flow more….realizing that the most incredible things happen when I believe, trust and let go of control.   It’s PFM (pure frickin magic!).

I have MUCH better boundaries than I used to.   I’ve learned that NO is not a dirty word, and that being a “nice” person, is not always the best alternative. I’ve learned to stick up for myself, rather than being taken advantage of.   I’ve learned that a kind word goes far. I’ve learned to be authentic. I’ve learned to laugh more. I’ve learned that things happen for a reason, even though I may not be aware of what it is at the time. I’ve learned that unanswered prayers are sometimes for my highest good.

I’ve learned to take risks….especially now….because if not now, then when??? I’m better at letting things happen, rather than MAKING them happen (it’s that control issue!!!)

I have the most incredible friends and family that any one could ever ask for. And that, if I need them, they are there for me.

And so, today, the beginning of my 60’s….I am reflective.

I am grateful.

I am happy.

I am ME.

May We Walk Together As One.

Signs, signs….everywhere a sign…

I asked, and I have received.   I have DREAMED of having a mobile studio.  Candy…my little Scamp camper didn’t quite cut it….too small…so I went the other direction and bought a 32 foot fifth-wheel, and 3/4 diesel truck (Chloe and Blanca Bad A$$), only….too big. I finally settled on just right – kinda like Goldilocks.… Continue Reading

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