Dream a little dream...

I recently had this day-dream: I had enough people buy my drawings that I actually made a living wage.

I even had a little dream that I could create drawings daily and sell the originals.  I even worked out the math that would make a living wage possible - assuming I met my daily sales quota.

But then there's that marketing that I am not strong at...

I'm kind of struggling here. With my life. With making it.  It all sounds so pathetic when I type or say it out loud. In the  Maybe you care or maybe you don't.  Maybe you're struggling too.  Maybe you'll see something you really love and want it on your wall because it makes you feel something.  Maybe you'll see the prices and think: that's too cheap or that's too much. I think too many maybes.

Here are the things I know about this dream:
I have a talent and I don't feel lousy when I don't use it. 
This could bomb
This could be just the ticket.
People don't care if I get that ticket
People do care if I get that ticket
I should try it. doing nothing will lead to nothing for sure. Trying has more outcomes, at least.

Here are things I know about drawing and making:
I'm not the best, I'm not the worst.
I am here on this planet to make things.
Art is better when it's not a print of an original. when it's the real deal.
Originals make your home more of a home.

Hang with me.  I'll post something to sell here one of these days soon.

Kisses,
Mary