Whether we like it or not, adversity is a part of our lives. In everything we do and everything we experience, there will be certain things that don’t go our way, don’t…
The Curse of Negative Childhood Money Messages
Quick disclaimer: I do not blame my parents, teachers, neighbors, friends, or ANYONE else for the attitudes, stories, and habits I picked up as a child (Yes, even the negative ones!). The…
The Most Important Financial Decision You Will Ever Make… (Life Changing Video)
(Note: the most important financial decision you will ever make is probably the fact that you became an artist in the first place. Beyond that, this one is probably runner up…) I…
Why Artists Need to Learn about Personal Finance
All artists (all people in fact) should learn about personal finance. Money is one of the central issues of our lives, and yet many people (including my former self) brush it off…
The Spiritual Currency of Being Paid for Our Art
As artists, we are blessed to have a unique vision of the world. We take that sensitivity and translate it into our music, our painting, our poetry, our plays, our graffiti, our…
Why this is incredibly stupid… (Don’t try this at home!)
Hello there! Okay, first things first. By writing this post, exactly 23 minutes after my last post (actually, I’m just guessing), I am breaking an unofficial rule of bloggers everywhere (that I…
The Prodigal Son Returneth…
Hey all! Yes I am alive! Woo-hoo. Writing on this blog for the first time in about 75 years. That’s because I took a portal through space, travelled light speed for awhile,…
Book Selling: Neal Stephenson’s “Seveneves” and Stephen King’s “On Writing”
Note: I wrote this post a million years ago (well 3 months ago), but never posted it, as I haven’t updated this blog since then. Hello there! Another triumphant (we hope) blog…
My Magical, Difficult Backpacking Trip in Yosemite
Introductory Note: I wrote this a week ago but for some reason didn’t post until now. Probably was being perfectionistic, trying to “get it right.” That’s the irony of having a profoundly…
Healing Begins Now (Or Childhood Tales of a Crazy Crazy Mind)
First of all, I really don’t want to write this post. It scares me. It’s a relaxed Saturday early afternoon, I could go buy the razor refills I need, that will be…