Thoughts about my art and heart.
This past December I turned 70 years old. 70. That's one of those "decade" numbers that make you go "whaaaat?" It's also an age where you hear, way too often, that a friend's husband passed away, or a relative has cancer and is in hospice care. Then, you give thanks because you have lost friends and loved-ones who were 52, 65, or, in the case of my own father, 42 years old when he died from a heart attack. Life is indeed short. For the most part, I am a positive and faith-filled person. I have survived breast cancer, and I have recently been diagnosed with multiple sclerosis (or a related condition...still taking tests).
The reason for this post, however, is that I would like to share how important it is to use your "gifts." For me, I have been involved in drawing/painting/art since grade school and beyond. It ebbs and flows in significance. My love for watercolor developed when I made contact with Dr. Bertice Berry and illustrated a book for her (hopefully, published soon). My daughter purchased a phone case with a lovely watercolor bird. She later commented: "mom, you can do this" so I discovered POD sites (Print on Demand), and I do upload my works on several. I'm so proud of the fact that my age has never held me back. I'm self-taught on Photoshop, since I had to be able to adjust the assets used to make each product that is available. I have become quite proficient at social media: posting on Pinterest, Instagram, Twitter, Facebook, and using Tailwind to get my work out there. Sales are not of importance although it's nice to have that income.
Mostly, it's rewarding that people love my work. My most recent windfall was being accepted as an artisan at a local boutique in Fredericksburg, Virginia. I paint away, almost every day, scan my work, have a local printer who puts the images on greeting cards, and the cards end up in hands and hopefully make people happy. That's what it is all about. This is my story. I am blessed with a wonderful husband, who supports me when I disappear to my studio for hours of painting. My beautiful daughter is my business partner who keeps track of inventory, adds labels to cards, and applauds the months where sales offset expenses.
70 years old! No matter. I keep on, keepin' on.