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What was I thinking?

I’m not sure.

Oh, right, now I remember. I was thinking it was a PART TIME job, you know one that is like, um, part time. With part time hours and part time responsibility. Really, before you go off on me – it’s not so much them as it is me. I wasn’t suited for the position, the expectations of the job were not clearly spelled out, and because I’m eager for acceptance I wanted so much to win them over. Working in an office, at a computer with stuff like invoices and receipts and answering the phone. Really. Now. What was I thinking?

So, yea, I quit that job I thought I was so lucky to get because I could bring Goody there and it was part time and I only worked a 7 1/2 hour day three times a week, I thought I was super lucky. Right.

Me and the job were not a match made in heaven or even here on earth. I’m an artist and I need a lot of flexibility and freedom, I’m great at sales, and helping people figure stuff out and coming up with brand new ideas.  I need change. And autonomy. I’m easily bored by routine, I’m not a “put pegs in holes” kind of person.

Gah.  Now what am I going to do?

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Oh Yes, Lucky Me.

First this from YouTube – that’s it exactly.  Reason #94275038571 why I no longer wish to do freelance graphic design work, email me if you really want to know the other94275038570 reasons. (Thanks to Mrs. Eliot Books for posting).

Sometimes I just have to go through a lot to get to the place where I was all along. Yes. More said on this later.  For now, the news is, I’m shutting down She’s Sew Slye blog and the She’s Sew Slye etsy shop.  Nope. I’m not sad at all. They’ve run their course and now are done.  With the limited time I have each week I want to devote to art, making it, seeing it, thinking it (or not), and I’ll put it all on www.catslye.com

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Lucky Me.

I lucked out. Really I did. I totally lucked out. I was referred to a small company that was looking for part time help, I interviewed, I liked them and they me and I got the job.  So, now I work Mondays and Fridays at the Beast – where we sell healthy food and fun stuff for dogs and cats and where I can bring Goody with me and then on Tuesdays, Wednesdays and Thursdays I work at this little company doing office administrative, etc. work with the bonus of being able to bring Goody with me!  This is HUGE, HUGE, HUGE. And if you don’t have a dog or do have a dog and don’t understand WHY this is HUGE, I’ll tell you.  Because Goody is one of my people. Someone I love and care about and want to be with. It’s that simple.  And if you can’t understand that, well, then I dunno know what to say.  If you can’t love a dog, who or what can you love?

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I am Home.

Nothing like a week away from your normal routine to make you miss it. :)  That’s nice I think. Busy day today, photos later, but first a job interview, then working at Noble Beast.

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Wis CON Sin

Who put the Sin in Wisconsin?  I think it was my sis and I. I’m sure of it.

I leave Thursday for a week-long trip to Wisconsin with all the trimmings, like cheese and a football birthday party for my turning 9 year old nephew, perhaps some fishing on Lake Winnebago with my Dad, yes, all manner of craziness will occur.

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Close Ups of Tempe is Different

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12th and Final

Yesterday I finished The Artist’s Way.

Creativity requires faith.  Faith requires that we relinquish control.  This is frightening and we resist it.  Our resistance to our creativity is a form of self-destruction.  We throw up roadblocks on our own path.  Why do we do this?  In order to maintain an illusion of control.  Depression, like anger and anxiety, is resistance, and it creates dis-ease.  This manifests itself as sluggishness, confusion, “I don’t know…”

The truth is, we do know, and we know that we know.

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Moo!

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Tempe IS totally different. I want to do Tucson next, then come back to Phoenix. I don’t know why, this is just what feels right. It’s my job to pay attention to the artist when she says, Tucson, I do Tucson.  It’s much more of a following role than a leading role and it’s very very interesting.

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Autonomy

As an artist, I can literally die from boredom. I kill myself when I fail to nurture my artist child because I am acting like somebody else’s idea of an adult. The more I nurture my artist child, the more adult I am able to appear. Spoiling my artist means it will let me type a business letter. Ignoring my artist means a grinding depression.

From Chapter 11 of The Artist’s Way by Julia Cameron.

The book, TAW, is 12 chapters, or 12 steps if you will, with one more to go I can look back and say the book has helped me tremendously. Right at chapter 8 is when everything clicked, when the door unlocked and I KNEW what to do with my art, and everything, and I mean everything fell into place. No more ignoring my artist.

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