Up and Running

My hubby and I have been working on this site most of the day. The housework just had to wait, but it is so worth it. I am really excited about how the site is coming together. I seem to have some momentum after that depressing post last night. But that is fine. I needed to get all the yucky feelings out to bring up the good ones… Plus, the sun shined today! Now that always brings up motivation!! Unless, it is sweltering summer sun… That usually makes me unhappy too. I am a fickle creature.

First Goal: Make this site interesting

Soon there will be original artwork at the head of this site.  Ii am working on the drawing and hopefully we will get it up soon.  The Gallery category currently has posts with art work attached.  I will continue to add things to it as I scan them in.  Eventually, I would like to generate some kind of business though the site.  So, anyway, thanks for stopping by and come back soon!

Wal-Mart: Your One Stop Shopping Place for Bargains and Body Bags

Here is an old entry never before published…  Found it among my writings waiting to be published.. So I figured “Why not now?”

“I recently heard about the horrific event that occurred at a Wal-Mart near Queens, NY.  An event that should at the very least send chills through your spine and cause you to second guess ever setting another foot in there again.

Everyone in America knows that you can find a bargain in Wal-Mart.  From clothes, school supplies, and DVD’s to whatever suites your fancy, you can find it a little cheaper there.  So, what do you do when hoards of shoppers, who have been given no structure or regulation for lining up and entering the bargain bin, camp out overnight waiting for the biggest Black Friday sales of the last past century.

You plan for craziness.  You plan for a stampede.  YOU PLAN.  But this Wal-Mart had no plan.  In fact, a man died when the angry crowd beat the glasses doors down and trampled his 280lb. body.  That is just too sad.  It is too wrong.  It is an abomination to humanity when a person is trampled under the feet of hundreds of people just going shopping… Selfishly consuming more things for their buck.  This tragic event is long forgotten after a day of headlines.  But I don’t think Wal-Mart will ever get a penny from me again.  (And yes, there is an argument over whether they should have ever gotten ANY of my pennies) I think the saddest thing about the situation is that the store where the event took place only closed for 3 hours.  3 HOURS?!  To what? Wash his blood off the floor?  That’s all… a 3 hour block of time to get over loosing an employee so some people can save a few bucks on junk.  After all, they couldn’t afford to loose the sales for the day.  Pathetic.”

I need a goal… And want to be a great artist… And I need my kids to ALL be in school

So here’s the thing… I want to complain. I want to yell at the sky for my present life’s situation… And the situations of others’ lives that are struggling to be made right today. I want to complain about how disorganized I am. I want to whine about how I am SOOO ready to get a break on a daily basis. I want my kids to be on the same schedule so that they are all out of the house at the same time for at least a little while. I want to feel motivated to make something out of my life. I want to change lives. I want to yell out “ARTIST FOR HIRE” and hope someone will believe me. I want to make things that people enjoy looking at for years to come. I want to feel like I have it together in some way. I want approval. I want to feel like there is more in my brain that half-hearted meal planning and the dreaded call of laundry beckoning me to do something with it (wash it, dry it, fold it, put it away, wash it, dry it, fold it, put it away, and again and again…) Most days I am fine. But today, I just feel BLEH.

So, I need something to reach for. I need to feel like I am needed in someway. I want to create. I want to be needed to create. I want to feel some freedom in my day and expectation in my talent.
I need time to produce projects and research and practice my skills. But time is the one thing I can’t get. It just isn’t available. Of course, I could find some time… like an hour here or there, but that is not enough to truly delve into an art form and really feel it flow.

Forgive me for this silly post… that is if anyone is still listening… I am hoping someone out there will again some day if they are not now. And maybe find me some work… Not that I have a lot to offer. I just want to make some money doing something I enjoy… Ideal job for all huh? Not a lot of money, just something to symboliize that I accomplished something. The money really isn’t the thing… The accomplishment is. The feeling that there is worth in what I create. In fact, if I could make paintings for orphans with no money, but a true sense of valuing something beautiful, and if it meant earning nothing but respect that would be worth something to me.

I have mush brain… I can’t think clearly to plan my life. I can’t help but wonder just how much brain-power I will ever have if I don’t have much now.

So, I am going to start with a new blog. Now if I can just actually accomplish this I would be getting somewhere.