Still Working on that Great Masterpiece…

Just like any other girl growing up, I wanted to be:

  1. A gymnast – Not coordinated enough.
  2. An ice skater – Saw my friend break her head open on the ice, get stitches and I was done.
  3. An actress – Still haven’t made my big break, but haven’t auditioned since I was in elementary school.
  4. A novelist – Started one in high school and haven’t looked at it since I went to college.
  5. A photographer – Not sure where to start and make this happen but still taking pictures.
  6. An artist – Acrylics, watercolors, mixed media, landscapes and flowers…why haven’t I tried harder???

Looking at this list, photography and art are still semi-attainable in my mind but I definitely need to keep my day job.

I feel so silly wanting my childhood dream job to come true! But now that I understand the state of economy (kind of) and what it is to be an adult (almost? not really…), it just doesn’t make sense for me to try and go after my dreams of being a full-time artist/photographer. Security at this point in my life is too important. Planning for retirement is crucial for me after my “Quarter-Life Crisis” occurred a few weeks ago.

But, that should not stop me of still picking up one of my paintbrushes right now and finishing that landscaping painting I started last week. A few weeks ago, I went on a shopping trip for paint supplies. Similar to those, “If I buy this new pair of workout pants, then I’ll want to workout more” false motivations, I bought my fresh primary colors and a pallet knife to make myself paint more. Clearly that motivation lasted for one day and I still have yet to use the pallet knife.

As I stare at my cup full of brushes, pens, and pencils along with the box full of paints on the floor, I feel that little bubble of excitement start in my stomach. Then I scroll up and down the draft of this post and the words give me a little hope for that novel.

Yes, that day job I love is going to stick around and that may make me ordinary during the week but this weekend, I might get creative with my pallet knife and finish the landscape painting to the left of my desk. I feel an adventure of color and texture coming on…

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