Well here it is, the day I have been waiting for since graduating college nearly 8 years ago. I recently made the decision to quit my job and focus solely on my career as a professional artist. The decision wasn't the easiest but it was something I had to do at this point in my life. So, two weeks ago I walked into my boss's office and explained to him what I was doing. I told him "thank you for everything" and truly meant it. I used expressions like, "I need to chase my dream" and, "if not now, then when?". We shook hands and the last two weeks whizzed by like a whirlwind. It's always surreal when one gets senioritus - a condition anyone who has ever graduated high school knows about. It's a sensation when you can see the end of one era in sight and you can faintly catch a glimmer of what's next. It's always hard to make out the "what's next" but it typically provides an overwhelming sense of optimism and hope.
That's where I sit today. This morning I sit on the edge of optimism and hope. Of course directly behind me is fear and doubt. But I am not listening to those damn voices because they never get you anywhere. This blog is my attempt of capturing my experience leaving my well-paying and secure job in order to pursue what I believe I was put on this earth to do.
So, back to day 1."What are you going to do first?". I am finally getting to all the things that I had to put off for so long. Consistent and up-to-date social media marketing, buying a laptop that I can call my own, creating new paintings for my solo exhibition in March (6 weeks away!) while trying to also obtain commissions and print sales in order to bring in some income. I've made lists of all the shit that I need to do and I am going to cross them off one-at-a-time.