The Creative Multitasking Dilemma


I am a creative professional.  I am lucky enough that my “job that buys groceries” is a creative job as well but I have quite a few irons in the fire.  I am an illustrator and painter.  I love doing it; terrible at selling it.  That is my husband’s job.  He can sell ice to an Eskimo. I am also an aspiring writer in the middle of a Kickstarter campaign to help publish my first novel, The Adventures of the Flying Furniture: The Return of the Great Flyer.  The novel has been at the forefront of my creative efforts (my sort-of grown up job aside) and everything else has been sporadic; pushed toward the farthest back burner of my life.

Drawing is quick and somewhat relaxing but I often feel guilty pulling out my fancy pens and gouache to doodle when I should be revamping my social media campaign to promote my novel and Kickstarter.  Painting is more taxing but when my project is completed, I feel more satisfied that with almost anything else.  I lose time when I am painting.  Before I had my son and I was a childless, unmarried young-un, I could spend all day on a painting.  I could LIVE paint…at a festival…with people watching and let my now-husband talk about my paintings on display and make sales.  Now, I am lucky if I paint twice a year, not including my day job. It is something I have not forced myself to make time for.

My writing has always been my mythical golden goose.  It is the way I have seen myself cross over into the enchanted world of getting paid to illustrate things and making films.  My paintings sell.  I am not a character or a celebrity.  Art sales for the normal folk are tough in a world that sees rising interest rates, daycare tuition, endless student loans (stay strong!) and car insurance premiums.  I think my non-interest in playing a role and being gimmicky has held me back for sure but it doesn’t change the fact that I love to paint.

Writing and painting both require this zen place for me.  Tripping over Lightning McQueen and hearing the theme song for Paw Patrol twenty-five times a day kills the zen a bit.  I love my family and I have a good life. However, I would like to find my zen place and my balance between all of my creative endeavors and the necessities of life (great, now I’m singing The Jungle Book).

Visit my Kickstarter for The Adventures of the Flying Furniture at FLYING FURNITURE KICKSTARTER CAMPAIGN and read more about my literary works on WordPress: FLYING FURNITURE ON WORDPRESS.

Dia de los Muertos and me…

I LOVE Halloween.  Not the gory, severed body parts and zombie Halloween but the whimsical witches, Jack O’Lanterns and candy corn Halloween.  And as the chaser, Dia de los Muertos is equally as spectacular.  I am not Catholic, I am not from Mexico but I do enjoy the meaning behind the Day of the Dead celebrations.  I enjoy incorporating its symbols in my artwork.  Everyone has lost a loved one; family or friends.  The thought of them being able to cross over from the land of the dead, on paths lit by bright orange and yellow marigolds, guided by the spirits in the form of Monarch butterflies is absolutely fantastic. I lost my grandmother this past summer.  Much like the matriarch in Latin families, my grandmother was the supreme ruler (occasionally like the White Queen in Alice in Wonderland, other times…Darth Vader- hence my father’s ring tone).  She was the glue that held all the pieces of our scattered family together.  I am amazed at the possibility of she and my grandfather spending time with us, in the realm of the living, even if it is only for one night.  We often wallow in the darkness left behind by death instead of celebrating the life that preceded it.  Though our mortal bodies are gone, our spirit continues to live in the hearts of our children and legacies we leave behind.  I hope that my artwork and the Flying Furniture novels will be that for me.  Enjoy Dia de los Muertos!  Enjoy the memories of your loved one past.  Enjoy the people in your present and after I go, should you choose to add me to your ofrenda, I like cheese puffs, diet root beer and corn dogs with regular mustard…