so... as many of you know, Lea and i moved to a new place this past weekend. what some of you might not know is how negative of an experience my last apt was. i’m never one to excessively complain to others about my situation bc who wants to hear that, so this is my version of venting, bear with me. over the span of 1 year of living in alphabet city (i do not recommend), i’ve lost power on a regular basis, had absolutely no working heat so fuck winters, had to pray i wouldn’t get locked out of my own building bc the keyhole was rusted shut so i had to buzz into my own apartment sometimes, had a wack ass roommate🤮, had no room to move around in my bedroom except on my bed, had to shower with cold water several times, etc etc FUCK. -
BUT... some good things came from this situation too. in wanting to escape my apartment, it forced me out of the house as much as possible so i was able to discover how much techno aligns with my mentality and my inner feelings and experiences and i would go out to my favorite techno club almost every wednesday and weekends; i would constantly be out of the apartment to go shopping and mingling in soho, which eventually led to me to work with several clients in helping curate their wardrobes for them; i, with one of my homies, started a game console rental business that’s still going strong and there’s much to be anticipated from this; and finally, i was able to interact with some very genuinely beautiful humans who’ve lived/worked in the neighborhood for years.
what i regret is how much i let this environment stop me from painting, which i genuinely love and have a passion for (wish i was better at it though). because my painting table was literally right next to my “grail rack” where i hang my most precious garmzz i was SCARED SHITLESS of getting paint on any of my clothing. this resulted in the creation of only 2 pieces in the year 2018 :( whereas in 2017 i had created gotdam 20+ pieces 😱 anyway i’m not going to set any sort of expectation for myself regarding my involvement in painting in 2019 bc who knows what will captivate my attention and interest next 🤷♂️ anyway here are some pics of my new crib
Let’s talk business. I think it’s so incredibly important to start side-hustles. If you’re working in one field (or studying it in college), but you have a passion/hobby elsewhere, you might as well build a side-hustle with it. It gives you some decent cash on the side, and it can be something enjoyable that you look forward to. Success will never come overnight, I can assure you. But who knows, if you stay diligent enough, success may come, and that side hustle can even become your main one day. I’m definitely not at that level yet, and part of me is afraid to get there. Maybe it has to do with my imposter syndrome (that’s a whole separate topic). In the meantime I’ve got this cute little art business I work on from my bedroom/makeshift studio, and I plan on sticking around to see where it takes me, iA.
This is my 3rd painting! It's not my favorite in terms of colors and stuff but technically I feel like I tried new stuff and as much as I know that the white clouds aren't logical, I think they add a little something a little consistency to the painting, so yeah, dats my 3rd painting
Preview of a new piece. Didn’t sand it enough and got more wood texture than I’m used to... oh well. 👹👹
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Portland, Maine 📍 A beautiful place I feel lucky to know 🌲 This is an acrylic sketch I did last year. I love how acrylic paint can be used so versatilely to emulate watercolor effects, even oils too 👌🏼