Most cards that I make I have documented in my etsy shop. Even if one sales I still have pictures of it. Occasionally I make cards for friends that I really like and want to document them too, so that's what I'm doing here. I made as a thank you card for my son's pre-k teacher and after I wrote the bible verse I accidentally wrote Psalm instead of Proverbs, because most of my favorite verses are from Psalms and I am so used to writing that. So I covered upmy mistake and the card ended up like a Monet painting. okay so I may be the only person who thinks that but I like it. so here it is.
Thursday, June 25, 2015
Thursday, May 28, 2015
So, Finster Fest is this weekend May 30th and 31st. I wasn't sure if I was going to makr it. Both my parents have had surgeries recently, my husband has to work and my sister has another engagement. And apparently I don't have many friends. The few I do have in town I didn't want to bother, but then my knight in shining armor, Casey came to the rescue. She is my soul sister. Anywho we will only be there Saturday and I really really need to make some money. Being a one income family is getting harder and harder. So I have greatly greatly reduced the prices of my art. Yes it kills me knowing all the time and dedication, sometimes tears, joy, always love, spent hours working on one card or days on a painting. No one knows the heart that goes into my art. It is my passion, and being at Finster Fest means more than anything. I loved (still do) Howard Finster and I like to think that my art also gets the word of God out. I like to think God gave me this gift so that I could share his glory with the world. But it seems the world is against me. Am I doing this all in vain? God spoke to Howard, but I am pretty sure He has never spoke to me. I have been thinking of just giving up on art. The one thing ,besides my boys, that makes me happier than anything else. my passion, my love, my hopes, my dreams. I thought by now I would be doing something great with my art. Instead it just seems to get in the way. So I am reducing everything. Maybe if I don't have to look at it anymore I will forget how much I love it. So please come on Saturday and buy some affordable art.
Friday, February 27, 2015
This poor canvas has served as many things from chalkboard to oil painting, but it is this acrylic version I love the most. Read more about it in my etsy store. www.beckysusanne.etsy.com
Saturday, January 24, 2015
A couple of years ago I asked my uncle to make Lukas a wooden toy Noah's Ark, and he did. It sat on a shelf for a long time and Lukas never played with it. So a few weeks ago I got it and decided to paint it. Oskar immediately took notice, and he loves it. Here is the finished product.
Thursday, January 8, 2015
When my mom and dad were growing up they did what they were supposed to. They got a job nomatter what it was. It didn't matter if they liked it, it was just what they had to do. Thats what the older generations did. They worked. Even if and when that job made them miserable.
I am living in a generation that has been told, do what you love. Do what makes you happy. Follow your dreams. And with todays technology that has become more possible than ever. So why am I 36 and still waiting for my dream to come true?
You see, I was an art major. I knew before I even started college that I was going to be an art major, because thats what I love. That is my passion. That is what makes me feel complete, happiest, fulfilled.
both think that was a waste of time, mostly because after getting my BA I still can't find a decent job in art, or any job in art.
So where is my dream?
I opened up an etsy shop but it doesn't compare to getting a salary. The only time I ever get to do art is under the shroud of night when everyone is asleep. So what am I doing?
I need a plan.