"Yes, Taxi service.....Oh Golly, I just decided that I am no longer an artist. Isn't that a wonderful thing? I thought so too. No more crazy funks. No more mood swings. No more crying spells because my work doesn't sell. Best of all no more messy countertops cluttered with paint and projects! Yahoo!
What's that? Oh no, I haven't always been an artist. Not until my daughter was born 7 years ago. I discovered fabric, and then paint and it has been a growth process ever since. Some ups and LOTS of downs.
Well anyhow, I am officially quitting as of today. Please send me a horse and buggy. I am wanting to go out and celebrate. I live at 17 Blackberry Briar Lane. My name is Michelle Sylvia. Yes, I sell dolls. Yes.....Oh......... YOU enjoy my work????? You don't think I should quit? Well, thanks for the compliments. It is the compliments that have kept me going, given me the drive to push and the "want" to succeed. I just don't think that I can handle the pressure anymore. The let down.
Well, the buggy is here.....
I am off to explore life outside my studio. Yes, I will probably return......As much as I have tried to shake the artist in me, I can't. It is as much a part of me as my laugh and my brown eyes......Maybe I should just create for myself and my home......Give up on selling. Well, as I said the horse and buggy have arrived and are waiting. You have been such a big help. Thanks for the chat. Whatever I decide, I'm sure I will be in touch again".
Does Everyone feel like this, or IS IT JUST ME??????