One of my 2016 resolutions, more a goal I guess, was to "make art work for
me".
Yah. I don't know what that means either.
It was of the "get more
exposure, become a real artist and make some money" line of thinking.
Along
with putting in my studio time, I've also been researching what exactly that
entails. Most of it reminds me all too well of what I hated about being in the
web design biz. And why Tom was in charge of peopling.
My eyes glaze
over after reading #1 of
15 Reasons I Think You Should Blog or 20 Tips That'll Make Your Blog Work or 7 Steps to Launching Your Next Big Project. I've attempted to listen to Podcasts — Artists Helping Artists,
Magic Lessons,
Savvy Painter,
Gretchen Rubin anything. I even attended a "webinar" (oh! kill me NOW!) by the perky, punkgirl
Kimra.
In every
case, I get aggravated to the point that I frantically have to find and click
STOP!! How am I supposed to increase my exposure if I can't even stay on
track long enough to find out how to increase my exposure?!? I'm down to the
lowest of common denominators — attempt to write here a few times a week, put
out a semi-consistent newsletter and post to my FB page.
And with all The Crazy breaking out every day, Facebook has become a minefield of
side-stepping Pro-Trump crap and Anti-Trump crap and global warming arguments
and climate change arguments, nutrition arguments and simple living arguments.
Lord love a duck, even cute puppies and kittens have gone over the top.
(chihuahuas and muffins WTF?!?)
I can't take it.
Everything is
making me angry.
I've officially become a curmudgeon.