Well, I managed to do three whole lists this week. *laugh*
Basically I’ve decided I’ll just do the ones I think sound fun whenever I have time to work on them – doing a few here and there has been good for my sanity, but there’s no way in hell I’ll be able to complete all 30 this time. Oh well! Enjoy the ones I got to!
(The coloring on 21 was much prettier in real life – for some reason it photographed all streaky and weird.)
I really liked how this one came out, other than the dreadful mistake I made drawing the pitcher’s shape – I was having a really shaky day, hand-wise, and my pen kept jittering across the page.
You might have noticed that my art tends to have kind of heavy black outlines – that’s why. I have essential tremor in my hands that was made WAY worse by the lithium I used to take; it’s died down a lot since I went off the med, but I’ve always had a tremor and always will. It gets worse when I’m tired, stressed, overcaffeinated, or in pain of some sort, and there are certain angles I can’t maintain while drawing (especially since I’m left-handed and smudge things like whoa) so I have to compensate for the shakes with heavier outlines. Just so’s ya know.
Next week this time I’ll be in the downhill run both for moving house *and* being unemployed. God willing and the creek don’t rise, as of October 3 I’ll return to the land of the wage-earners, and won’t have to panic about money every day.
Sylvan’s Pro Tip for Creatives:
Quit your day job if you want, but you might want to get another one…not because you won’t succeed as a writer/artist/what have you, but because NOBODY needs the constant anxiety of not being able to pay the bills. Turning your labor-of-love into your meal ticket can sap your creativity and in fact make you come to hate it. Don’t let anyone give you shit about “risk” or “faith in your gift” or whatever – it’s easy for middle-class white ladies with savings accounts and a second wage earner in the house to talk about ditching their jobs to make ribbon roses full time, but those of us living paycheck to paycheck know that one bad month on Etsy could mean dodging the Mastercard people for six months and feeding the kids Poverty Stew.**
My advice is multiple income streams: Find several ways to bring in pieces of your monetary need so that no one thing is your only paycheck. That way you can have a part-time day job, or a less-high-paying one that doesn’t make you miserable, if you can find one, but still allow time for your real work.
Here endeth the lecture.
**Every family has some version of this, right? Something ultra cheap made of horrifying or questionable ingredients that tended to show up the last week of the month? In my family it was called Mulligan Stew and it was basically Spam and Ranch Style Beans. Don’t get me wrong, it was delicious (to kid me, anyway), but that’s not a recipe you come up with when you’re shopping at the Whole Foods. Just out of curiosity, did your family have some sort of Poverty Stew? Comment below to share.
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