When I grow up

so.. i sold my first painting today. it's so weird. but i thought i would write it on this thing because it seems like some sort of milestone. Not cause of the money received, but that someone connected with something that I created so much that they want it to hang in their home.


I feel like I put a little peice of myself in each one of my paintings and songs. So it's neat to know that someone out there feels the same way... just "gets" what I am feeling. This world is small, and I think we are way more connected than we think we are.

I' working on my next painting and hopefuly someone else will connect with it in someway... if not, i still think its important to put it out there.

I also decided today that I don't think I could ever work a 9-5 job. I have to have some sort of creativity in my life, some form of art, be it painting, music, or prose. It just makes me come alive.

I'd rather be a starving artist, than a full conformist.

and.. ill end with this random fact. I love climbing trees. Ever since I was a little girl I would hide up in the tree in my front yard and sit for hours. I was devestated they had to cut it down. anyways... I'vebeen thinking about where I want to live when I have a home for myself... thought about a farm like my grandpa's, or a cabin in the mountains.. but have decided I want a treehouse.