I think it’s pretty obvious when God created Day and Night and called it good, He did so because He knew humans would never get anything done if they didn’t have fresh starts. If life weren’t broken up in segments, we’d all be greasy, overweight lumps sitting on our couches watching the Kardashians in a loop. (“Aren’t we already?” you say. Hey, don’t mess with my word-picture.)
So God created Mondays so people would diet, and years so people would read through the Bible.
If we didn’t believe in fresh starts, Buy Buy Baby and the Wedding Industry wouldn’t be so glam. People would stop voting. Or getting remarried. Or having more kids. 🙂 ha.
No matter that my rate of failure is…ahhhhh…. probably 100% I still believe in lists. So I’ve made another one. But this one is cool. This one is being featured on a new blog. This one will work. I made a rendition of that retirement commercial–you know, follow the green line? I’ve drawn myself a map for my 30th year, as pertains to art.
My art classmates at my university were not that huge in number, yet some of the accomplishments of my classmates are astounding! Bravo for them! They own shops, live off their artwork, change the art scene of their city. So why not me? People are quick to tell you “You’re so talented!” Say thank you, tuck it away, and write a to-do list. Talent won’t get you squat. You need (at least) a couple things to succeed in art– your work has to speak something that people want to listen to, and you have to work your fanny off.
Failure and rejection doesn’t feel good. It’s a lot easier to live in the dreams in your head where success if plentiful. When you act on your dreams, they cease to be dreams. They turn into reality, which is oh-so-often disappointing. But I’m 30 now, and I don’t like it. Time to get moving.
“The difference between a goal and a dream is a plan,” says Dave Ramsey.
So here’s my plan. Occasionally, I’ll post a picture of my progress.