Thursday, January 17, 2013
October of 2008 was when I finally made the decision to quit my day job and pursue a a full-time career in the creative arts. When making a decision such as this, I can't stress enough how much it helps to be surrounded by people who will be both honest and supportive of your actions - because I don't know if I could have ever done it without them.
I can clearly remember the phone call that finalized my decision. I was discussing my tentative plans to quit with someone who cared about me but who wasn't really a part of what I would call "my support team" when they said to me, "You know... the grass isn't always greener."
This comment made me furious! My response? "Sure - you could end up in lush green pastures or a barren desert - but YOU WILL NEVER KNOW IF YOU DON'T TRY." That was my breaking point. I had been going to work every single day to sit at a desk wishing I was dead because I didn't have the courage to get out - and because of someone else's fear of living, I was being warned against fulfilling my purpose and utilizing my god-given gifts? No way. No more. Not now, not ever. I will NOT subscribe to your self-limiting beliefs.
Is it easy to work independently? Hell no! Does it make me feel like I have a purpose? Hell yes!
Will I do it forever? Who knows - this path seems like it could lead anywhere I build it. I look at the words I write, the art I create, the participants in my workshops and I still feel like I'm doing the right thing so I continue to move forward.
The image above, entitled "The Grass is Greener" is another piece that started out as one thing and continued to evolve until it reached its current state. This was one that I chose to completely obscure and begin anew because I saw no need to hang onto something I wasn't comfortable with.
It is currently available for purchase unless I decide to paint over it again. :o)
The Grass is Greener - in its current state.
The Grass is Greener prior to the final details.
What is under/obscured by "The Grass is Greener. I do not believe I ever gave it a title.
I remember being so furious at using (wasting) all that yellow paint and having it not turn out the way I intended.