06/14/2026
When I was 10, I spent hours cutting paper.
Paper dolls and who knows what- I was always making something!
Not much has changed lol.
The funny thing is, people assume one day you will “figure it out.” But I don’t think it works that way.
Most weeks now my art pays for our groceries. Some weeks it doesn’t (saltines and peanut butter make a great girl dinner 🤣).
Some months feel like momentum and some feel like I’ll never get the hang of this.
The dream isn’t something you arrive at one day.-it’s something you keep choosing.
So here I am, in a messy art room that looks an awful lot like ten year old me’s bedroom, trying to figure out how to make a living doing the things I loved when I was ten ❤️