Wednesday, February 11, 2015
So I entered the working world with little more than a high school diploma. My education came in the form of long winters spent on construction sites. Night work at a liquor store. I tried (and failed again) at taking online courses. In the words of Charles Bukowski “My ambition is handicapped by laziness”.
In the construction sites, in the liquor store... all around me were brilliant, creative people sprinkled in among the bozos. Their creativity gave them reason to believe - reason to exist - in a seemingly pointless and crushing world. I decided I needed a reason too. So somewhat late in life I developed an interest in being an artist.
I have zero formal training. I know sometimes that shows. But that's OK because finally I have a reason to feel motivated. I have tapped into my own creativity.
The people I know all say the same thing: you can't make any money doing this. So far they are correct on that point. But at least it gives me my reason to believe.
Thank you for finding and reading my blog. With luck I will post things of interest to some people here. Maybe even make a connection or two along the way. Take a look around. Please feel free to make comments. It's OK I have thick skin! Enjoy!